So Paris is a thing.

Oh my dear Blogosphere, I haven't forgotten about you. In fact I've thought about you longingly. Longingly only because I was hoping for a time when I could find something to say (other than my retail rants which are still very much apart of me) that would stimulate some interest...or at the very least allow me to selfishly divulge my every thought and instagram.

Alas! We have content, I'm in Paris.

I'm not going to pretend that my experience studying abroad is any more exciting to hear about than any other stereotypical foreigner in Paris experiencing eating a crepe for the first time or taking multiple pictures in front of the Eiffel Tower. But at some point in the past few days my attitude has switched from "argh, I don't want to be annoying" to "fuck it, this is cool. I have to tell someone...or everyone"

So I think it’s time we do a little sharing. Why? Because Paris is a winner; and though I cringe at the thought of all the American faux pas I most likely have been committing, there perhaps has never been any other city that I’ve wanted to grab and hug and profess my love to.

So prepare yourself for a little bit of this,

 (I know what I said earlier about taking a picture of the Eiffel Tower. I'm a hypocrite. Just deal with it.)