A Day in Paris

 

 

Paris...

 

Something about the Eiffel Tower just makes me feel at home. Maybe it was all those French classes, my love of French cuisine... or maybe the fact that my name is "Remi" and my ancestors are from France... some things we'll never know.

 

I went to Paris in prime-time tourist season, so there were swarms of people everywhere. Like termites! I just wanted to flick them all away! Uh, could I just get a picture without you in the background, sir?

 

Spring and I woke up at the crack of dawn to start our journey over to "Zee Paree." Check out this system... We drove to a metro station, got on the metro, switched metros, got to the train station, took the train, got off the train, took another metro, then got on the Hop On Hop Off bus. Hello transportation! I'm so proud of us, though. We managed just fine!

 

Notre Dame

On the bus!

Spring being a silly bean!

3 cheese fondue for lunch

...and crêpes for dessert!

 



My Summer Boyfriend

...Jeans. Boyfriend jeans! Get your head out of the gutter ;)

The "boyfriend jean"... so stylish! I'd see pictures of people wearing them and think, "Wow! I need some of those! They look so aweso- oh wait, okay she has no thighs. That's why they look so awesome."

But clearly my thighs didn't stop me. Who even cares!?

 

To me, boyfriend jeans are just baggier skinny jeans... And sometimes I don't feel like wearing compression pants! Maybe I want to feel a little breeze on the hammies.

 

I love a little ripped action! Rawr. And just roll those puppies up a few times.

 

 

I don't find that these jeans really accentuate the booty, so you gotta work it. But I'm always down to work it!

 

 

*And thank you to my mum for photographing this 'tough subject' :)