|Um, why don't we have this anymore, Seattle?|
What better way to spend the day (before I finally decide to take a shower and put on my Sorrels) than to sit around in my robe and blog?
Elsa, stop it. I love you too much. What is this?
Grilled grapefruit? What? I need to go to Sweden, stat.
This Design*Sponge guide to Paris stressed me out way more than actually being in Paris. I don't really like being told what to do--I like to wander around, get lost, and discover. This does not always result in amazing finds, but it does always result in amazing fun.
Of all the things I saw in Paris, the men were some of the best. Those shoes! Those tailored wool coats! I need to get me one of those someday.
On an entirely different note, I went to Ba Bar, a Vietnamese "street food" restaurant in the Central District, last night.
|There was no kung fu. This source really doesn't like Ba Bar.|
It was very difficult for me to choose my favorite picture from this batch of bechained and bespiked wonders.
I went with the outfit I was most likely to wear. Porcupine shoulders!
I am just really not much of a fan of sticking to a theme or ending blogs with thoughtful morals, am I? Blame it on the snow.