Are we there yet...

Monday mornings are boring,that's a fact. Today will not make an exception. However, sometimes, boredom can bring the good. Totally forgot my lil 2.0 baby... so I came back just to check if everything was fine. I guess everything is ok, no change since my last post almost 3 years ago... 3 years. That's scary. Even scarier when I realize I have not changed that much in all these years. Yesterday, I was complaining about reaching the age of 26. This year, I will be 29... That's quite a gap right?
Will see if I'll come over  every now and then... at least to keep my english in shape...

Don't be such a Hater...

OK, actually I am a hater, but I am sorry for all girls who adore the sense of fashion of this trashy one, I just can't...

Over 30 only...

Always been addicted to Sport... not just sport as an activity, sweating and aching but most because of the fact that, given to sport, I have been always able to eat as much as I want to... sweets, cakes, fat... everything!!! Whatever you eat, you stay toned and slim... Wonderful time, no? So you keep on eating, conscious about your luck (as every girlfriends of yours starts to worry about their shape), and you secretly hope things will go on like this forever...

So, life goes on, you start working, practice less and less sport, maybe move in with your junk food addicted boyfriend... OK! That's such a cliché but you got it, no?... So life goes on and you ain't worry, you do still look great huh!

But at a very particular moment, when you just did not expected it, your body, which was your very close friend so far, turns into your best enemy: You have gained weight!!!
Things cannot just change because you want to turn back time... you have 2 choices: you can give up and throw your skinny jeans away, or you can face it and change your habits to get your fit back! Guess what, I do belong to the facing team.

Soon this month, I will pass over the bridge... meaning I'll be 26... And girls, things are not the same in the early twenties than in the late ones... You just cannot eat like before, party like before, makeup like before, dress like before... OK, I need to stop.

Was my girl Nelly right? Do all good things come to an end? Seems so... Not convinced about it? Then look at that...

Yes... Seems Michael T. Weiss belongs to the oldies now...Seems also that he is MUCH hotter like that ;)

This is the End

You know what, there is something that women are all looking for. One thing they all dream to meet and to keep along with them... Yesterday, I finally met The one! And now, it's mine... the perfect mascara!

Phenomen Eyes, Givenchy, 26 euros.

Really, you can believe me... I am those who Mother Nature has forgotten the day when Killer lashes were given. Poor, short lashes... Tried everything, included the last Chanel (Exceptionnel). But this time, I have the conviction that I am finally there... at the end of the road.

Perfect match!

Okay, I'm just a hater... poor Tic! Or Tac, nevermind.

Where our balls at?

As every Wednesday evening, I attended my class of History of Art. Man! I usually can't wait to go there but yesterday, the class was sooo boring: I did not figure out that French art during the 17th century was so damn...classic. You know what Mr Poussin, Lebrun or Vouet, you do not impress me that much. zzzz zzzzz

Presentation of Jesus to the Temple, Simon VOUET

By chance, the awful foot pain I had due to my stilettos found in Seoul kept me awaken... Plus, our lovely and charming teacher got late... Seems someone did regret to have come. Let's go directly to the point. After I have so long waited for my bus in the cold, there it was. I got on it: there they were. A bunch of stupid little brats (ok, actually, they were perfectly grown up teens). they were shouting, the music of the cellphone is at the maximum volume. Everything around them is god damn noise... everything but their fellow passengers, me included.

Five or six teenagers saying bad words and listening to some crappy French rap music... and no one. I wonder: why so scared? They are less than we are... If we want, we can kick their juvenile ass right away... So why so scared? Don't want to question the present social structure in France. I just feel things are getting rotten and I have the impression that something really bad is coming.

Will it bring good or worse?

Leave women alone!

There's something I need to confess: in past days, I was kinda serious gossip addict...Always knowing all, always looking for the newest information from the gutter. I used to spend tons of money (okay, not that much but tha's was my pocket money... come on!). Thanks God (damn! let some religious bigotery enter this space!), I got healed... Now, I am done with the gossip magazines... Now, I prefer spending tons of cash on shoes and by tons, I mean my damn monthly salary! Is my case a desperate one? Nevermind... Let's go on about the gossip stuff.

Every morning, I need to check Dlisted... This blog is so addictive I need my daily fix to get chilled. The Dlisted guy is such a bitch I can't stop laughing about things he write...This morning, I went there, as usual and I saw this!

Quote: "Complex Magazine posted a pre-Photoshopped picture of Kim Kardassian on their website and Animal NY caught it before it was switched out".

You know what? I do like Kim Kardassian! No shame. Her curvy body looks to me much more appealing than a Kate Moss one or an Olsen sister one... Complex Magazine "erased" her cheesy thighs, made her a smaller waist and even bleeched her! Man! Can we just leave women alone at last? This chick is just fine. No need to make her look like a fucking wax robot.