Baby In A Bag

So everyone can get an idea of how big this bag is—my 21-month old (who’s the size of a 3-year-old) climbed right in! Oh yes, minutes of entertainment… this bag is just paying… Read More →

Petit Cadeaux Pour Moi!!

I went on an innocent trip to the supermarket today and along with the weekend groceries, I picked up this adorable going-to-the-beach/park/market straw bag. It was only 20 euros so I couldn’t resist.… Read More →

Parfum, Café And What Else?

I must really be turning French because despite a 15-year moratorium on coffee (my heart would go all fluttery and I’d have something akin to panic attacks hours after having a cup), I… Read More →

Say It, Stephen Clarke

Droit du Dirty Old Men – NYTimes.com. The author of maybe my favorite expat-in-Paris book, “A Year in the Merde,” says it way more succinctly than I could re: the Strauss-Kahn scandal.

MoL: Go Bold Or Stay Home

Last week I met a really cool woman named S. Like me, she wound up in Paris for love, but her whirlwind romance makes mine look like an arranged marriage! I thought I’d… Read More →

An Expat’s Diatribe

I’ve noticed recently (mainly due to Dman pointing it out) that I’m angry often. I don’t want you to think that every day is a tornado of flying plates and f-bombs around here;… Read More →

Are You There God?

It’s me, Margaret, and I just want to look like this in around 20 years: Good grief! I actually want to look like this now… Iman is 55 years old!! I’m going to… Read More →