The first year of my thirties is rapidly nearing its conclusion (hello, 31) and I have to say, the experience of moving into this new decade has, in and of itself, been pretty anticlimactic. Turns out, aging, accruing life experience, all that jazz, it’s more of a gradual process than an overnight kinda thing. Who... Continue Reading →
It goes without saying that Paris is full of charming date night locations for dinner and drinks. But if variety is the spice of life, then it’s the bread and butter of courtship – and simply rotating between different bars and restaurants doesn’t necessarily cut it when it comes to keeping things fresh on the... Continue Reading →
Happy New Year! I can still say that, right? I reckon any time in January is fair game. The beginning of a new year is an interesting vantage point to look back on the previous one. When you’re “in” the year, in the thick of whatever’s going on in your life, the days and weeks... Continue Reading →
You’d think a day dedicated to all things love and romance would be a universal hit — but I’m pretty sure the 14th February is at least as disdained and/or dreaded as it is eagerly awaited. The rampant commercialism, the romantic pressure, the impossibility of finding a table in a half-decent restaurant. The having-your-singleness-rubbed-in-your-face. The... Continue Reading →
There are a million clichés about hope, and with good reason. Hope shines a light in the dark; lifts us up when we are low; provides the strength to go on when we’re so bone-weary, putting one foot in front of another seems a Herculean task. It brightens our days, lightens our hearts, puts a... Continue Reading →
I was planning to do a nice, traditional Valentine’s blog post about creative date ideas in Paris. Something romantic, you know. Only then I remembered that, between our 6pm curfew, everything being closed, and the fact that it’s absolutely bloody freezing this week - perhaps the coldest weather we’ve had in the four winters I’ve... Continue Reading →
Adventures of an Anglaise 