Fade to grey

C'est toujours gris? Non, non, pas du tout. Well, okay, today was gray and snowy, but the city still has colours to boast.

Early morning walks,


Patagonia in the Jardin des Plantes,


Everything in the Pompidou Centre,


and plenty of carousels.


Anywhoo, today I braved the snow to hunt down a New Years Eve outfit. I went to my usual vintage cavern, my favorite little neighborhood haunt and stumbled upon some cool belts and a few old dresses. I bought some cheap, bright dresses to pair with my black patent Doc Martens. I'm going to hem the dresses to be short and silly, then pair them with chunky scarves, wooly hats, and layered tights. My camera's dead, so pics aren't available yet.

Maybe tomorrow... and I've got a new haircut. Frange (bangs)!! So yes, pics of that also.

Rare exquisite miniatures

Little Texan baby boys. We shared des bons moments.



Wes was taking advantage of fresh, silvery metro poles.


This little one was a trooper at Le Baron, dancing to the beats of Mein Disko until 5 a.m., hunting for high tops at Colette, and store-hopping in Le Marais.

I want to take you far...

Ten days and some tears later, my family has returned to le Texas. I'm not gonna' lie, today has been sort of a low one. Like I want to cry or throw up or hug my mom, one of those sort of aching/longing pains that makes you just want to lay down and wake up the next day. It's hard being the one who gets left.

Enough pouting, though, we had some good touristic moments, particularly among the towering trees of Versailles:

Blog atrophy

I'm dangerously close to it. New post soon, je vous jure. I've been entertaining the family for the past few days. Lots of new pics, some of my brothers using Paris Metro poles as strip-teasing/dancing devices. A must see.
Christmas kisses!

Change le beat.

Just a few months ago, I was here in Paris on vacation, wondering if I could really live here. And I guess I can, because I have these moments when I absolutely cannot believe that this is my city, moments when I'm just kind of blown away by how cool this place is and at how beautiful it can be. A few days ago, I was on the metro passing through Stalingrad, and as the train came out of the tunnel, there was sun streaming in one either side and white graffitied buildings surround the steel framework of the station. And I was listening to M83. It was a good moment.
Some other Paris moments...

Yesterday it was snowing, and then today...


Near work.




And best of all, as I was climbing out of the metro to go to do some work at the Hotel Crillon, this was waiting for me:

On a thousand islands in the sea

Last weekend = London = definitely not catching up on sleep.
East London = industrial and fabulous. Hipsters, vintage shopping, the Commercial Tavern, Plastic People, Doc Martens, red lips, street markets, graffiti... It was a great time, and I'm definitely going back more often. I spent my time wandering around, snapping pics, doing some vintage shopping as always, and hitting the dark streets of London!
p.s. Plastic People was a cool little club with a pitch black dance floor and blaring disco music. I loved it. Il faut que vous ailliez!
Gare du Nord, just before leaving - flickering lights on and the sun setting at 5...


London digs. First night.


Leaving my mark, comme d'habitude.


Street art.


Last night and leftovers from Saturday.

Shiver with me.

What can I say about this trip? It was nothing like I expected it to be. I fought leaving and missed my flight, which ended the trip on a not so high note - 4 hours of Sudoku and reading in Schonfield. I definitely have to go. This city is dynamite. It's modern and all at once retro (think 60's and 70's colored tile and steel), kitschy, full of light glass structures and Commie buildings, graffiti... It's under-habited which gives it an air of possiblity. There's so much open space, so many places to make new and to fill. It's a city that feels haunted and unfulfilled, and I felt unfulfilled in some sense by this trip. So I'll definitely be going back. I want more from Berlin, and I think that this city has more to offer. Maybe in the summer...


It was snowing. You can't catch the snow with a camera, unfortunately.


Morrissey nite in some random bar.


German Christmas decor?


U-Bahn textures


Potsdamer Platz. I had to write an essay on this place...


Regardez le kitsch.


Running late and not giving a damn. I didn't want to leave.

And please, people, teach me how to properly format my Flickr photos, I'm dyyyyyying.