Je Suis Back

I'm back from Paris y'all! Why God why?!! It is an amazing city and due to the recent job situation I didn't shop like a rabid pitbull. Le sigh.. But I did get amazing ideas for new projects and a French Vogue. Paris is in my blood. I must have lived there in a past life because it is so familiar to me. It's like a booty call. You can call it. You can have it for short periods of time, but you can't stay and make it your boyfriend. The Husband was map master and we trekked the city for 10 hours each day and my feet hate me. Thank God I booked a pedicure for tomorrow. My feet look like I scratched them on concrete for hours. Sexy I know.

Sometime in the next couple of days I will post pictures and write about what we did. But a short summary of Paris is below:

There about 60 billion movie theaters. Seriously.
Dogs are small.
The homeless lady asking me for money was wearing lipstick, a nice hue I might add.
Every tourist was carrying a Louis Vuitton bag which led me to thoughts of theft.
The guys selling bracelets at the Sacred Heart church pissed me off and when one of them grabbed my arm I eloquently yelled "Don't touch me goddamnit!"
The Eiffel tower is awesome.
Wine is cheaper than Coke.
I found the waiters, receptionists, people really friendly and I am all confused now.

Better start to unpack and to bribe my feet into liking me again. I swear they have gone on strike.