Postcards from Paris: {Je m'appelle Reba/ Views from Windows/ Settling In}

Je m'appelle Reba
It became so clear last summer as I was finishing up my last two credits in New York. I wanted to live in Paris, and I was going to make it happen. I have recently received my degree from The Savannnah College of Art and Design. I spent those four years in beautiful Savannah, Georgia focusing my studies the department of Fashion design, with some minor studies in Fibers and Textiles. With three quarters of no sleep, my senior collection was comprised of handknitted garments. I spent that last year of my studies watching French films on my couch as I knitted all my designs, and worked at The Paris Market. With those scenes from the French films playing constantly in my mind, the Parisian life seemed almost do-able.




Views from Windows
It was on the 2nd of January when my small group of American friends and I arrived in Paris from Germany. Starting out with the four of us, we spent a few nights in a hostel in Montmartre. Two left, leaving myself and one American friend to move on to a new window view. There was a night spent in a hotel, and then several at a French friend's flat. After my last friend departed back to the states, my moral support from America dwindled, and I was left to myself with a new window view.

Settling In
What a process settling in takes. I have officially unpacked my bags, hung my wrinkle-prone dresses, lined my shoes, filled all of my drawers to the maximum capacity, and essentially have conquered "settling in."