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Remember last week when I was telling you about my favorite fabulous blog, The Frisky? Well, if you haven't checked it out, do so. What amazes me the most about it, is the variety of available topics to choose from.
So in the last week of doing research (on getting the Frisky), I came across a great weekly column—365 Days in Paris written by Leonora "Leo" Epstein. It's literally that, the blogger dropped everything in her life in New York City and moved to Paris, beginning last August. Each week is a 500-word or so account of her wonderful life in Pair-eeeee.
Oh la la! C'est tres bien! Last week's blog on Valentine's Day caught my eye (Leo declares February 14 as the one day it's acceptable to get drunk alone and spends an evening in with her girlfriend, but later drunk IMs her ex—AMEN!). After loving that post, I promptly went back to blog #1 (when Leo announces she is moving to Paris for a year) and caught up on every one since then.
So Leo leaves NYC at the end of August and arrives in Paris knowing only a handful of people, yet manages to snag a studio apartment overlooking the Seine (tres fantastique!). Having participated in plenty of online dating in NYC, Leo sets up a date with an older man she names "Mr. Cupid." By date no. 3 they are back at Cupid's place drinking champagne and eating Italian chocolates (sigh, my dream!). However, Leo is worried things are moving too fast with him and sets up another date with a man who turns out to be Mr. Married Guy.
See, isn't it great?!
By date no. 4, Cupid is cooking dinner for Leo, at her place, listening to the delightful sounds of Sinatra...seeeeeriousllyyy girl! I don't know if my boyfriend reads my blog, but if he does, he's probably hating Leo right now. How hot would it be to have a meal prepped for you, in your Paris apartment, overlooking the Seine!? Ugh, where is my striped boat neck shirt with red scarf when I need it?
I'll leave it a mystery as to what happens between Leo and Cupid—you'll have to see it for yourself at www.thefrisky.com
Regardless, this blog makes me dream about the city of love more than ever—and it makes me want to sit in a bed of down that overlooks Le Tower D'Eiffel while smoking a cigarette out of one of those tree-branch-like holders. Sexy, I know right? Since I don't have a view of anything but dead grass outside my stupid apartment, I'm going to paste a poster over my window and tape Christmas lights on it. Then I'm going to le pour moi a le fluke of champagne and le nosh on a wheel of le brie.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to reading Leo's next six months in Paris, no matter what happens. In the meantime, I sent my first article pitch to The Frisky yesterday, so cross your fingers.
