birthday flashback

I'm blowing out the candles because this is a celebration post!

My 20th post of November

HOLLA.

skirt- Vintage, chemise- Maddy.. K, and sandals- old and yellow.

Photos taken by Kylie Monet

As today is the last day of November, I am proud to announce that I this officially marks my twentieth blog of the month. That makes a whole 18 more posts than last month. I know I said everyday, but 20 out of 30 is what? 66.666666%, a solid D. However, I live in France. Therefore, I can submit myself to the french grading scale where a 14 out of 20 is an A+. Merci, la France.

I guess I shouldn't lie about the whole 20 thing. These pictures are remnants of my 20th birthday (that was at the beginning of October). I don't think I posted on my birthday, because I happened to be under the influence of the stomach flu. With that said, I did manage to slip into this bright orange and green ensemble and it did make me feel a little bit better as did the giant french feast I consumed. Now, in the midst of winter, it serves as a nice flashback to sunnier days and exposed limbs. Even though it's freezing outside, hopefully this outfit made you feel a little warmer on the inside. Although, I'm sure you are probably reading this post with the heat turned on high while sipping a Starbucks gingerbread latte and listening to Nat King Cole's Christmas album. Oh December, get at me.

la vie en rose

b&w

I'm a lion in LYON. See how I did that there?

Photos of me taken by française Kylie

La robe rose- Vintage, Audrey Pauline Arthur

I had to get a little Edith Piaf on you because I am in France, after all. This lovely, lovely dress makes me so happy, as you can see from the pictures above. Ma vie en rose! Just an average day, walking across the Rhône to go get a drink some lunch after a long day at school. This ensemble is almost too normal for me, but seems to encompass the old, the new, the American, the French, and The Noe Connaît. 

Now moving onto a new segment I like to call, The French: They're Just Like US. (As in United States, get it? Eh, eh?) Except, they really aren't and here I will show you some cultural differences regarding gastronomy:

American

 French. So I bought this granola-ish stuff at the supermarché for my yogurt, turns out it is basically Cap'n Crunch. Best purchase of my life.

American. As in the epitome of America.

And the French version of peanut butter- Nutella. Amazing on anything and everything. Except, maybe it might not be so delicious on beets. 

To quote my father, "I WANT PANCAKES!!!"

But this Nutella Crêpe will suffice. The French version of the pancake. To be real, they have pancakes here, but they are meant for dessert and if they are dessert, why wouldn't I have a Nutella Crêpe instead?

Gotcha! There is absolutely no substitute for Pain au Chocolat. Sorry, America.

If I have to stop with my sartorial adventures in the blogging sphere, you'll know the reason was because I couldn't fit into any of my clothes.