Paris Vibes - Parts 1 & 2
Paris Vibe Part One
I have decided to make myself over (Just like in the movies American girl comes to Paris and comes back a Parisian bombshell! News at eleven!) Whats great about being on your own, is being on your own. No one knows you or anything about you. You get to decide who you are all over again. I decide to dress up and to wear make-up every day. To pluck my eyebrows, for crying out loud! It all makes me feel more confident and pretty. Nice armament to have here in the City of Light! I wear skirts everyday and lipstick. I buy 5 dollar scarves that all the French girls wear in lots of colors. I decide to wear French perfume and end up with a lovely (and expensive) scent based on something from the 19th century. I feel brave. I decide I need a café one where they know me. And after all this I think I might try flirting with the next guy I meet! I do and he flirts back! Paris is fabulous!
Paris Vibe Part Two
Paris sucks. My crush turns out to be married, but wants to date me anyway. Its cold outside and I just want pancakes. Whose stupid idea was it to wear lipstick and skirts everyday? The boy at the archives was mean to me; at least I think he was mean: I didnt quite understand him. All communication takes WORK. Everything takes work. Im at the end of my first month; and Im tired. Then on my walk home (Im trying to walk everywhere) I turn the corner, and there it is The Eiffel Tower. My favorite thing in the universe. The sun is setting and there it is. The woman in the bakery who never smiles at me and my bonjour smiled at me, bypassed the bread in the stack and brought me a warm baguette from the back. I think Ive lost 5 lbs and there are definitely calf muscles developing. Paris is wonderful. I can do this!
I have decided to make myself over (Just like in the movies American girl comes to Paris and comes back a Parisian bombshell! News at eleven!) Whats great about being on your own, is being on your own. No one knows you or anything about you. You get to decide who you are all over again. I decide to dress up and to wear make-up every day. To pluck my eyebrows, for crying out loud! It all makes me feel more confident and pretty. Nice armament to have here in the City of Light! I wear skirts everyday and lipstick. I buy 5 dollar scarves that all the French girls wear in lots of colors. I decide to wear French perfume and end up with a lovely (and expensive) scent based on something from the 19th century. I feel brave. I decide I need a café one where they know me. And after all this I think I might try flirting with the next guy I meet! I do and he flirts back! Paris is fabulous!
Paris Vibe Part Two
Paris sucks. My crush turns out to be married, but wants to date me anyway. Its cold outside and I just want pancakes. Whose stupid idea was it to wear lipstick and skirts everyday? The boy at the archives was mean to me; at least I think he was mean: I didnt quite understand him. All communication takes WORK. Everything takes work. Im at the end of my first month; and Im tired. Then on my walk home (Im trying to walk everywhere) I turn the corner, and there it is The Eiffel Tower. My favorite thing in the universe. The sun is setting and there it is. The woman in the bakery who never smiles at me and my bonjour smiled at me, bypassed the bread in the stack and brought me a warm baguette from the back. I think Ive lost 5 lbs and there are definitely calf muscles developing. Paris is wonderful. I can do this!
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