Hello Summer

Wimbledon Highlights

Seeing the tennis live was so much fun. Pimm's-induced fun, but that's probably the best kind. It even rained so much on the first day we went that we saw absolutely no tennis. We ran into friends though and went to the pub, so everyone was a winner.

In a shock turn, watching Lleyton Hewitt play made me like him more. Like him at all. My traveling friend, C, started cheering when she decided that he mustn't be making much money anymore because Bec's hair extensions needed a re-do.

He could always do another Sorbent ad.

Jose

I've got some catching up to do. My last month of travel adventures are undocumented, so forgive me if I jump back and forth in time and space.

Please find above my latest hipster offering. I call it 'Torsos with Spanish Food'.

I hope to return later to the topic of 'How to Create A Hipster Photo' but for now I'll settle with this introductory picture.

This was taken at Jose in London. The food was amazeballs but the staff were even better. Super fun. Recommend: the Pluma Iberico.

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Happy Bastille Day! Bonne Fête!

My Little Paris

I'd like to thank my frenchie friend for the introduction to this super cute app.

Hot Paris tips with cute sparkling cartoons of the Eiffel Tower.

Happy return to Paris!

#firstworldproblem (aka a major issue)

I refuse to queue for Chanel.

My visit to Galaries Lafayette today did not open my eyes to a beautiful world of fashion. It only showed me that even money isn't really worth anything anymore. It certainly doesn't buy class.

A man barges past in Celine.

"Does this bag say 'Chanel'?"

"No, sir. This is Celine."

"Oh. How much is it?"

No wonder Parisians hate tourists.

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