After reading my friend Irene's story on her macaron quest, and already having my constant craving for macarons anyway, I went with a f...

My favorite thing about my bedroom, other than the location, is my little attached balcony. I can step out and know without a doubt that I a...

**All the names I know from nurse: Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse, Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock, And the Lady Holl...

When walking through Le Marais during the day hours, I find myself people-watching more than window shopping. Being that this particular nei...

Referring to a couple of posts back, instead or wearing the same winter coats. I have been "practicing my French" with Jean-Luc Go...

My living situation has been one of mystery. I don't really know or understand Hermione. She only speaks French, and I only speak Englis...

I found myself lost in my imagination of being in Paris when Spring comes, living on a little boat like one of these. Soaking up warmth from...

We went walking this evening, and we found ourselves distracted by the illuminated night windows. There I was taking pictures like a madman ...

The sun is as fickle as can be. One day it shows itself, let's be honest, the sun was flaunting itself: out and about while I was stuck ...

We had ourselves a celebration yesterday. The street was filled with people. Children with balloons. Face paint. Drums. Jugglers. Brass Inst...