13 nov. 2011

old memories from Paris

I spent one month this past summer walking around the streets of the most romantic and bohemian city in the world. I want to show you all some of my most inspiring pictures. They are not amazing, but they mean so much to me. I had a beautiful blog for it, showing the most amazing things of my month in the city of art, but I lost it...too bad! I really loved it. But, since I can't find what I had in my old one, I am trying to give my new blog a new vive that shows me in my most natural side.
After all, a blog is just that: it is the way of talking about oneself without fear and with total freedom. In it, you are your own voice, boss and editor all in one. It's the beauty of this art. I get to write about the things I love the most, those things I feel passionate about. I still have to learn a lot about myself and the world that surrounds me, but I'm in no rush, I eager to learn and discover all the little things our world was to show.


A little nap sitting in the green chairs and a walk in the Park of Luxemburg heals all problems...
on sundays, there is nothing like going to the market, buying some delicious food, maybe steak tartare and macaroons and going for a picnic to my favourite spot
 I love sitting at the Pont des Arts, otherwise known as the couple's bridge, and seeing the sun hide and the Eiffel Tower (in front of us) and Notre Dame (behind us) light up
 Every night, the first 5 minutes of every hour, the Eiffel Tower blinks, you can feel
goosebumps every time it happens
 after a little tourism at the Louvre, nothing like a croissant from Paul and a little fashion lesson from GLAMOUR in the Tuileries Gardens
 a quick stop at SEPHORA is always fun...who doesn't love trying all their make-up?
the secret spot in the Louis Vuitton store in Champs-Elysées, with beautiful books all around

These are just some of the things I love about the "City of Love". Hope you enjoy it! Bisous!

10 nov. 2011

the angers lifestyle

I have now spent my two months and almost a half in Angers. When I first embarked in this adventure, I must admit, I was pretty scared.

I do not think I was scared for going to a different country, after all, our generation spends more time in a plane jumping from country to country than home; yet, I think my fear came from leaving my home.
Leaving your nest is never an easy task. We might fake to be strong but in our darkest moments HOME is the only place you want to be in, sometimes.

In my case, I was scared of missing out on so many experiences and, specially, of leaving those who make home feel like such, but luckily for me, I have been able to find another kind of family, here in Angers. A family that has made these past two months amazing. I live day and night with these people, with whom I share everything, from long drunk funny nights and dirty little secrets to library hours and class presentations. I have gone to the north and will go to the east (we will even cross the frontier). I will even celebrate one of my precious birthdays with them.

Together, this unconventional family unit is discovering a little of France, a little of the world and its people and a little bit more about themselves. We are all learning to cook, not just a simple easy-oven pizza but elaborated "mom-style" food. We are learning different languages: English, Spanish or, even, Swedish...and, of course, a liiiiitle French. We are learning to grocery shop and to manage our monthly savings. We are growing up!

I only have around one more month left and I am sure it will go by as fast as these two months have gone by and the experiences learned, the trips, the languages, the recepies learned and, specially, the people met will never be forgotten.

7 nov. 2011


When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach so
She ran away in her sleep
and dreamed of
Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise, Para-para-paradise
Every time she closed her eyes

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
and the bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear a waterfall             
In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes
In the night the stormy night away she'd fly

oh! the things that make me happy...


the great views...


those unforgettable moments with friends...

 those unique people...

 oh! the things that make me happy...