Lifestyle. Melanin. Me: Off the Beaten Path.
When I arrived, I wanted to kiss the ground. Yet, I refrained. Possible hepatitis by way of the ground, even the French kind, is still hepatitis. Anyway. Other places I wanted to kiss, but didn't, because my rabid love of Paris didn't mean I was crazy: I wanted to kiss the triangle things at The …
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Let me explain my relationship with the French language. In 7th grade, I was in a class called International Foreign Language, where we were basically given a smorgasbord of different languages and cultures to learn about. French, Spanish, German. Needless to say, I quickly fell in love with French. Can't really explain it; maybe it …
See that grinning girl standing in front of the Arc de Triomphe? C'est moi. One of the best trips of all time. Off all time.
Courtesy of HelloGiggles. Oui.
This Square Peg. 