okay it’s my third day back in Paris and i just wanted to share some thoughts lol. i think these are inside jokes with myself so people, feel free to skip this one 😉

i LOVEOVELOVE when people talk to me in French cause THEY THINK I’M FRENCH. LIKE THAT IS THE BEST COMPLIMENT

last night after i had only free appies for dinner with my wine, i obviously got a drunken cheeseburger (2 euros so it’s fine) and the guy said he didnt think i was a tourist. so flattered burger guy, merci

i am just strolling down the Champs Elysees and went into Cartier to browse at the life i will never afford. when i was leaving the doorman said something to me in French (no idea what it was) and i was like YES I HAVE MADE IT.

was also looollling at what Levi said to me when i was first in Paris and he was making my Tinder profile. (he has lots of experience, but the Grindr version lol) i wanted a chill adventurous pic like my gorilla pic, to weed out the pretentious douche bags. Levi was like “you dont have any classy photos” and i was like “no i dont want a classy guy” and he was like “NO YOU NEED MONEY GIRL” looolll

i turned on Tinder while i’m here to like make some friends and it has been VERY entertaining. Parisian men. v forward. i did meet a jazz musician (drummer) for some wine, and then some more wine. he was the non douchey type of Parisian and it was fun 🙂

also another thing Levi and i chatted abput – to sound Parisian you just have to mumble the words to master the accent. i love walking around saying “bonsoir bonsoir” pretending i’m french.

okay this post is already backlogged so just gonna publish now, bye!!! love from paree!!!