OBSESSED: FRENCH PEOPLE
I have this ongoing delusion that living in France would automatically make me the most glamorous person alive. That I would suddenly grocery shop in pearls and garden in an evening gown. Blogs like Chocolate & Zucchini do not help. It only fuels the idea that by moving to Paris I might also stop ordering takeout for every single meal, and finally grow those herbs I've been talking about for years. In jeweled pots. This is how I picture my everyday life in France:
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