I love my new place. It is a studio. The design and layout is perfect for one person. It has an oven which is unheard of in Paris and I had this grand idea of making my christmas cookies that I make every year. My grand idea failed miserably and I had doled out so much cash for the stupid ingredients. gah. Even to buy baking soda aka bicarbonate du sodium was a hassle. I might try another batch tomorrow. We shall see.
Today I did a photoshoot with all my friends in Paris. The light in my new place is fantastic and we had so much fun. I love all their faces and I wonder why i am so easily attached to people. I wonder then too if they feel the same about me..
It makes me heart hurt to think I may not ever see them again. But such is life? I can go years without seeing some of my dearest and we get together its like not a day has gone by.
Friday night I went to a Beret Party for Yasmine.. ( Belgien french girl). She is delightful and wears her heart on her sleeve like a fresh tattoo. No filter and always says something shocking and and honest. I bought and wore a red beret thinking I wouldnt ever wear it again. Turns out I like it, its warm and looks good on me. I am perhaps more french than i realized. ;)
Bretsy’s christmas party was Saturday night. I arrived wearing green instead of an ugly sweater since I didnt want to pay for something i wasnt going to wear again. Everyone.. everyone was wearing red. I stuck out like a green thumb and loved it. We ate and drank the night away and of course took photos.
