Oh, how i love Autumn. It’s by far my favorite time of the year, when all the leaves change into fiery reds, oranges and yellows, and the air is crisp, making you want to put on cozy sweaters and woolly scarves.  parisautumnFirst full day of Autumn in Paris. (23-09-09)

And with my favorite season also comes my favorite fashion styles. For example, this season, my favorite shoe style is the bootie.  I used to think I couldn’t pull it off, but then I bought a pair, then a second, and I realized, heeeey! I look good in these! hahaha 😛

But I digress. The other day, one of my best friends linked me to a famous blog, http://www.seaofshoes.com, where this 17 yr.old girl showcases her collection of to-die-for shoes. I have no idea where she gets the money to buy them considering the average price of a pair will set you back around$800, but needless to say I’m way jealous.  And so, because I don’t have the wallet or the gumption to buy all the shoes I wish I could, for now I’ll just ogle them from afar.  A sampling of my faves this season:

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L-R, T-B: Prada, Alexander McQueen, Dior, Louboutins.

Oxford clunkers are also popping up all over the place.  My fave is this Lanvin one:


Such a beautiful, conservative-meets-funky look.     (all shoe pix courtesy of bergdorfgoodman.com, the most dangerous website ever created)

** Sigh**  Ok, so enough day-dreaming about shoes, especially considering the fact that there’s no room in the closet for any more, and I left like 80% of my shoes back in the US. LOL.

Anyhoo, I also finally took the opportunity to walk around Paris and take some pix. Will definitely post a few later, but for now, must get to cleaning the apt!


so far i’ve discovered my vices in paris are not much different from those in nyc, except for maybe nutella.

top 5 things i can’t live without, in do-0r-die order:

1. nutella– this yummy hazelnut chocolate spread was first introduced into my life in 7th grade french class. we’ve had an on-again off-again love affair ever since, and now i’m afraid it’s nearing obsession.

2. starbucks– when i studied here in fall ’04, there were exactlystarbucks1 4 starbucks in all of paris, and i had been to all of them. thanks to globalization, there are now too many to count.

3. my laptop– do i really need to explain this one?

4. burt’s bees chapstick– every time i put it on, carlos thinks i’m chewing some minty fresh gum, and my lips are saying thank you. thanks for saving my lips from chappiness, burt.

5. colbie caillat– i discovered her when i was still in the throes of myspace, and saw her in concert twice before she came out with her first record and became insta-famous.  i just love her sunny tunes, raspy voice, and sweet love longs. a little bit of california sunshine in the heart of paris.

a few of my favorite things

Here goes…

birdy sunriseSo I’ve had it on my mind to start a blog for quite some time now, but the thought always seemed rather daunting.  Now that I’ve moved to Paris and have some free time, I finally braved it. And so here goes…

My first week in Paris was a bit surprising. Maybe it was due to the jetlag, or maybe I finally found myself in the right time zone, but during that first week, I somehow became a morning person. Yes, me.  I found myself waking up at 6, 7, 8 o’clock in the morning, and much as I tried to go back to sleep I couldn’t.  So one such morning, I used the beautiful new camera that my mom gave me as a farewell present, and took a picture of the sunrise (see pic above), and even captured the ‘early bird’ that was up with me.  I’ve always been a fan of sunsets, but there’s something about being awake to welcome the sun that’s also quite special. Here’s another view…

Ahhh, *collective sigh*.  Not bad for the first couple shots on my DSLR, right?

Anyhoo, the other surprising thing that happened the first week was that I actually found myself homesick.  Surprising because there I was, finally making the move that’s been years in the making, and yet I was missing NYC something terrible.  I thought the minute I landed in Paris and smelled that French air I would be in bliss.  I never anticipated feeling such a loss; then I realized that in finally living my dream, I had to leave New York and all of its lovely, kooky, snazzy, stylish inhabitants behind.  Friends and family included.

It’s safe to say I felt mixed emotions during the first few days I was here, but now, little by little, sunrise by sunset, I’m getting used to my new life here.  And I have to say, it ain’t bad at all.