Gingerbread men and lobster sushi

Long time no blog.

I'll admit I've been a bit busy actually 'living'. My English work experience was a dream, I published at least an article a day and even got to write a piece about fashion. 'The Differences between French and English Fashion', nonetheless. I went to court, reviewed an art exhibition, interviewed a film director, covered a murder and did a vox pop.

Incidentally, the vox pop was on 'how Bradford women are the worst dressed in the UK'. They actually came last in a survey done by Facebook. How embarrassing. So the newspaper was more than pleased to publish my own article, titled 'I live in Paris but I buy all my clothes in Bradford'.

In between discovering Gregg's gingerbread men on my lunch break, I managed to get a lot of shopping done. I just love English shops, they are so superior to the French thing. I went crazy in New Look and Primark, and also had brilliant time charity shopping. English retailing is sans égale, Paris should take note.

Although I have discovered a brilliant shop in Paris, called Hema. I literally dévalised the store for my lovely lovely flat. I am having such fun living in Paris, it's like a dream come true. I went to my aunt's last week, and we ordered sushi. I just had to have the 'Flower Power' one, made with real flowers and stuffed with fresh lobster! It was delicious and ever so civilized.

I am thinking of starting a personal blog, as I cannot really give this out as a professionnal website if I am warbling about shopping and sushi. But with school looming closer (er, tomorrow) and other activities to plan (various housewarming parties, salsa and yoga classes, learning to cook with Jamie O's books), I might be a bit short for time. Like all of us at the beginning of September..

Oh and I also got verbally attacked by a tramp when I was out celebrating my friend's 20th birthday. But I was very well-dressed so I think I managed to pull it off.. with an ear-piercing scream as he lunged at me followed by serious hair-tossing. To be pissed off in style, that's what you learn to do in France!

Bonne rentrée!