Peeps, I say, why study for my certification exam tomorrow when I can procrastinate for fifteen minutes and write this post instead?? Isn't that a good use of my time? To that I lift my cup of Jasmine Tea and say, "Heck, yes!"
No, I don't miss street vendors. But I do miss Paris. & who woulda thunk it. Paris didn't exactly rub me right. It wasn't love at first sight for me the way Rome was. But as I sit here, with hair washed clean with leftover shampoo from the french pharmacy down the street from our little rented apartment, I feel the need to indulge myself in a little list of what I miss about the City of Lights.
1. French pharmacies and their products. OMG. Why even trudge to Sephora when the pharmacy a five-minute walk away holds heavenly products.
2. The boulangerie's daily dose of baguettes and the little grocery stores with their "gourmet" foods. Mais bien sur, the little french grocer on the corner is an American food snob's delight. & I'm not a cook, but I know what's good and I can eat. I miss the greek yogurt, the prosciutto, and everything else in between that was priced so well and tasted so good.
3. The wine bottles for 100 Euro. Yeah, it roughly equates to Two-Buck-Chuck from Trader Joe's. But seriously, I've paid more here for worse rot-gut here. I'm an Italian vino type of gal and can't tell you diddly about French wines anyway. For 100 Euros, I had my fill.
Now...for what I miss about my short stay in Rome.
1. The color of the sky. It was gorgeously clear and blue, with the whitest clouds. I'll never forget it.
2. The streets and the sites. The amount of history that is packed in here is amazing. & life just seems to still go on around it all.
3. The coffee, the wine, the food... need I go on? I ate and drank my way through Rome. I loved the breakfasts, the lunches and the dinners. I was on a permanent Lavazza high,
for sheezy.
4. The cobblestones. I hated them and totally cursed them out as I rolled my suitcase over them. Or should I say as I attempted to roll my suit case. Roll-y suitcases don't do well on stones. But at night when the sun has gone down and you're walking along the cobblestones, you can't help but get all romantic about who's walked there before you.
Well, that's my thoughts for tonight. I need to go back to studying now. Yuck.
I've left it a month ago and I'm ready to go back!
I have to get ready for work, and fix up my baby boy with some breakfast, but I had to drop a line say WTF. Because part of me wishes I was uber skinny enough to pull off a look like this. That's the fashion forward side of me. & the other side is in a conundrum of wearability questions. It's like a catch-22: If you are bottom heavy, you will be attracted to this, because it covers well (obviously). But I think it will look better on a rail thin body, like the model's. The issue is that if you are rail thin, would you wear this? Or would you be in your typical 2 piece, showing off what your momma gave ya? 
Just some thoughts for an early Friday morning. 
