je ne sais quoi.

i admit, i'm mildly obsessed with all things french!

the macarons, pop music, garance dore

and most of all, looking like a french woman.

they just have it . . . what that "it" exactly is, i have no idea.

how they can simultaneously appear done up and undone,

effortlessly stylish and sweet but not unsophisticated . . . gah!

i always tell my hair stylist back home that i want to look like

a cute little french girl who rides a bicycle with a basket on the front.

maybe i'm a little pathetic to strive for such a look,

but i can't help it.

i just want to rome the streets of paris, eat croissant and

magically stay skinny.

and something tells me i'm not the only one?

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