What rescued me from the dissertation hell is the sneak out to le musee d'Orangerie and St. honore to peep the masterpieces and fashion goods. well, just peep, cos most shops are closed in sundays..even Colette is closed for counting the stocks. But, I'm still more than satisfied with the pieces by Modigliani, Monet etc..
from 1922-24 |
little italian girl dans la jardin Tuileries. |
Before I came to la jardin, I bought a little sweet from Gateaux du pains, it's made by apricot. see the sparks under the sunshine. oh lalalala, it made my day anyhow. |
Then it's me and my fourth time to step into jardin tuileries. I almost forgot that your shoes will be easily dusted as long as you're walking in the jardin. Then, my black ankle boots got tainted and actually almost cracked for no reason.
I tried to keep minimalism on that day, and then I regreted cos it a fait trop chaud a vrai dire. my thighs are binded by the tightly-tight skinny jeans. oh and it reminds me, yes, I did eat too many breads/baguettes/croissants dans cette semaine. But, hun.....I'm in PARIS!
I'm gonna post more on this blog, I begin loving it..
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