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Sunday of Free Entry
2007-03-05 15:42:00
It is my habit of profiting from every first Sunday s of each month to go to museums for free. Yesterday I go to the Louvre to say hello to Mona Lisa and my great friend the Winged Victory of Malo. By the way the picture above... I LOVE my pose but I hate my fat face...After that Warsha and I walk around the city together. It is a nice day. Winter is over. Paris France fashion lifestyle chic luxury
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The New Neighbourhood
2007-03-05 15:39:00
Litterally 2 minutes walk from the feet of La Tour Eiffel...Paris France fashion lifestyle chic luxury

A Birthday in my Old House
2007-03-05 15:11:00
On the 26th of February I invite a couple of friends to have dinner at the restaurant of my choice, Cafe Marly in the Richelieu Wing at the Louvre. We have a wonderful time. What more could one expect on her birthday than to have dinner in the Louvre, being surrounded by the loves of her life; friendship and arts.Paris France fashion lifestyle chic luxury
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Con Te Partiro
2007-02-23 23:26:00
It's time to say good-by to my current apartment. Tonight is my last night I will spend here. Tomorrow is a new beginning. I will miss you... My first Parisian Apartment... Paris France fashion lifestyle chic luxury
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Whatever happens to Class?
2007-02-23 22:05:00
"Whatever happens to fair dealings and pure ethics and nice manners?... Whatever happens please, may I and Yes, thankyou and How charming?... Whatever happens to old value and fine moral and good breeding?... Whatever happens to class????" The song that Velma Kelly sings with Mama Morton in CHICAGO has still been repeating in my head after what I've seen today at Premiere Vision, an ultimate Fashion exposition in France- not in Paris because it's held in the suburbs (imagine yours truely in all serious furs taking a suburb train along with suburbanites).Apart from the normal and expected discrimination from the exhibitors as we are just students, I have met some of the worst bred and vulgarest women of all France. They are one of those evidences that high education doesn't really elevate people's mind. Here is the story...Once upon a time Angelique, Warsha, Monique and Jakthong were having lunch. After a while Monique excused herself to the loo. One second later there were 2 gir...
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Lost and Found
2007-02-21 11:12:00
No, I'm not talking about Chloe, my new handbag, I'm talking about my apartment. After too much class-skipping I have finally found a new place where I can live my humble life. It's in the 7e arrondisement of Paris where the Eiffel Tower and Invalides are, the poshest of all Paris. The flat is rather tiny but what matters to me most is the correct address. You know you can just give me a bed in a good address and I'll be happy. Oh, darlings, in a few days I'll be the inhabitant of the Rive Gauche!!!! What JOY!!! (The left picture is my current ultra-empty flat and the right one is my winter kit: A pair of leather boots, leather jacket, little(?) Chloe, and my fox fur coat).After getting the place I was so happy that I decide to have a promenade around the Triangle d'Or which is just across the river from my house. L'Avenue Montaigne never looks better!Paris France fashion lifestyle chic luxury
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Melody of a Fallen Tree
2007-02-19 19:33:00
It's now time to bid adieu to my lovely apartment after serving me glorious parties after parties along the two months I've lived here. It is inexplicably sad to admit the fact that I must part from it at last not even knowing where I would be next. Living under the bridge is romantic but...Paris France fashion lifestyle chic luxury
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Le Marais Afternoon
2007-02-19 01:10:00
I was supposed to meet my friends for tea at Mariage Freres at 4 pm but the weather is so good that I decide to take Chloe (my new bag) out for a little promenade in the Mara is after I finish my lunch.On the way I see a chinese dragon's tail moving pass the streets. I follow the dragon until I reach L'Hotel de Ville, the Paris city hall just to find out that there is a Chinese New Year Celebration there. It's not as grand as in Bangkok or in other Asian cities but it still very much excites me. There are an extensive list of Chinese Opera characters, two dragons, and too many French-born Chinese children dressed in shocking colours playing with ribbons and fans and flags and drums and gongs and parasols and etc, etc.It reminds me of the colourful Chinese New Year at Home. The sweet memory of ear-blowing fireworks, excessive meals, the huge lion puppets and the red envelopes which is what the children love most.I let myself fall into some sort of a nostalgia until my Philippines f...
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(Un)Sacred Hearts II
2007-02-15 02:58:00
Last Sunday I went to a mass with my Catholic friend Monique Saulog from Manilla at Notre Dame de Paris. Being an Atheist I consider myself an Infidel to my own belief. Last night, the night of Valentine's Day I went to a muslim Mosque with my friends, being once again an Infidel, to have after dinner tea. The place is breathtaking! Each of us take 3 glasses of Mint Tea while basking in the gossip which seems to be the only thing us single girls know how to do when the un-single girls are out on their dates. One of the pictures below we wear gloves to drink- that's no pretension but the tea is very very HOT!On the way from the metro station to the Mosque we found a big little teddy bear doll being left alone on the road. We all get emotional especially on a night like this. Valentine's Day in Paris seems much quieter than in Bangkok. My friend from Manilla, Angelique gives me a very pleasant remark for the number one Paris lover like me. She says that in Paris where all 365 days ...
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(Un)Sacred Hearts
2007-02-15 02:31:00
Marriage is a symbol of different things for different people. For some it is the symbol of a beginning; of a long lasting love, of a new life, even of a new nationality. For others it is that of an end; of freedom, of loneliness, of peace, or better yet of insecurity. For my Taiwanese friend Emma, who had previously graced the page of this weblog, and me, it is just for fun. Instead of love she and I only share two things; a school and a birth month of February. And by that we decide to co-host our birthday parties on the same night at my place (Of course? Where else?). And as we both are ?androgynous? to a fault I along with my Dutch-born Indian friend Warsha come up with the idea of Marriage which was only reinforced by the discovery of a Viktor&Rolf for H&M wedding gown on SALE.The result is as striking as the pictures shown here. The party is held on the 10th o f February only for me to fall in love with an extremely charming French Boy two days later at the Opera Bastille ...
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Le Grey Paris
2007-02-09 19:13:00
What I like most about winter in Paris is that the whole city falls into some sort of a Monochrome, grey skies, grey rooftops, grey river, grey streets, and grey leafless trees. People tend to stay inside and apart from the main shopping areas such as rue de Rivoli, the streets of Paris are relatively quiet. Sometimes when you walk in Paris you feel as if the whole city belonged to you especially for those who are lucky or unlucky enough to have a lover, such a feeling romanticises their moments. However, as Valentine?s and my Birthday grow near and nearer, for single people like Little Me and many other friends, it only intensifies their loneliness. The Grey Paris seems to make us single girls impossible to live our lives as it is depressing to wake up in the morning or to walk the grey streets of Paris alone without even the sun.Paris France fashion lifestyle chic luxury

Fumer au Fumoir
2007-02-04 18:03:00
Le Fumoir is the bar I?ve heard everyone talking about for a very very long time even before I arrived in Paris. It took me six months to finally decide to go and it is never one to disappoint. The ambience is lively and chic without the slightest pretension, an English masculine-ish leather sofa, the grey walls and dark wood bars with other contemporary touches and there is a big library deeper in the bar. My Taiwanese friend Emma (picture left)and I had to wait around 20 minutes to get the table for the place was packed. However, it was a pleasant wait given that we could observe the crowd.There are cute boys here and there and everywhere and everyone is chatting gaily, oops I mean vivaciously. I had one of the best pistachio crème brulée with a glass of sidecar while Emma took some strange yet superb chocolate cake and a cocktail called Siberian Dog. The cute bartender is a big plus. The table in front of us is an American rich kid type couple. A boy is in striped blue shirt with...

One Too Many Macarons
2007-02-03 02:51:00
It is my lifelong habit to go to tea salons to be arch and ladylike with my girl friends. And let me reassure you that there is no better place than Paris to do so with all those chic Salons de Thé with their overwhelmingly delicate patisserie dotting around the city. One of those I like to patronise is Ladurée- especially the Champs Elysées branch that is intensely decorated by Jacques Garcia (decorator of the fabulous Hotel Costes, the revamped L?Hotel, and many more) in plush Napoléon III style.The queue is longer than that of the fitting room at Zara during sale especially on weekends but the ambience of the place is worth your while. I always pray to get the feminine salon on the upper floor where I would order the house?s rich Chocolat Chaud with just a suggestion of carafe d?eau, a carafe of water- you will need it after the extreme richness of your hot chocolate. I would also choose a piece of pastry or two from its extensive list of sweets to accompany your drinks- well, yo...
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Paris When It Sizzles
2007-02-02 00:05:00
Both Paris and Yours Truely are now ablaze with the Sale Season and even more so with the Menswear fashion week right after the Haute Couture one. The famous hotels are packed with celebrities and you can expect to rub shoulders with designers and movie stars. Everywhere you go everyone is vivaciously talking about the collections with great anticipation adding feverish excitement to the winter grey days.Well-heeled ladies gather in the boutiques of Triangle d?Or, the Mecca of Paris high fashion, while other normal beings flood the high street brands like H&M and Zara. Little me go everywhere.Last Saturday, while I was doing some "School Research" on the rue Faubourg St Honore, seeing the unusual crowd in the Hermes boutique and accidentally seeing Sir Paul Smith in his own, I became a little nostalgic about last October's groupies grouping and trying to get into Martin Margiela's woman's show. They were some sort of a Yohji Yamamoto's black on black type of Japanese girls- and ...
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