A Few Days A La Campagne
Earlier this week a friend of mine invited me to spend a few days in the countryside in the South of France. If you guys follow me on Instagram then you’ve probably seen a lot of the snaps I shared of my trip on my stories. After going through the photos since my return to Paris, I realise I had a lot more to share than I originally thought so today’s blogpost is all about sharing some vibes from the French countryside.
The Link Between All Three
The year is 2013, I’m 17 years old and back in the hallways of my old high school. Here is where I walk around hiding my face, hoping that nobody will see me today because my acne is pretty bad and even the mere glimpse of my tired complexion in the mirror is enough to drain my motivation to get out of bed for the week. High school for me was a time where my self image and sense of self worth were so low that I would always dodge my reflection in public because I didn’t feel good in my own skin. Being only 5 ft 2″I got a lot of flack for my height (or lack thereof am I right? ba dum tsss) and in everything I wore I just felt fat and bloated or like my height was making me look compressed and chubby. What always made me feel particularly bad of course was the fact that I never looked like the popular girls who were tall, thin and blonde and who all resembled Kylie Jenner or Gigi Hadid in one way or another. At least in my head it was like that anyway.
Despite these bad feelings though what always brought a flash of positivity to my day was how I would scroll through Instagram to see what my favourite bloggers were doing and I would come home from school that same day to watch them on YouTube. Seeing girls who looked not all that much different to me, who broke away from the cult of the celebrity and who seemed to live a life all not too dissimilar to mine made me feel at peace with myself.
Street Style at the Sacre-Coeur
It’s not often that I take the opportunity to pay a visit to one of my favourite places in Paris, but just the other day myself and my artist friend Hanna decided to take the camera with us and go exploring. The village of Montmartre really has so much character to it, not just because of the panoramic view of the entire city from its heights, or the Sacre-Coeur Basilica that stands on its highest hilltop. If you’re brave enough to wander off the beating path you’d see that the area is also full of charming little cobbled streets, quirky cafés and restaurants as well as some really inspiring street art.
An Art Exhibition by One Of My Favourite Illustrators
When I first came across Lorraine Sorlet’s adorable illustrations it was following her collaboration with one of my favourite ethical and aesthetic clothing brands, Stay Home Club. As soon as I first set eyes on her illustrations and the various ways in which she depicts sentiment, love, loss and heartbreak I couldn’t wait to get familiar with more of her colourful prints.
Some Things I Wish I Had Known Before Moving My Life To Paris
A little over eight months ago I completely uprooted my life by leaving behind everything I knew in Dublin to start over from scratch in Paris. This was definitely one of the stupidest, scariest and bravest things I ever did in my life but luckily I somehow found a way of making it work. Despite the success I have had so far in this city, the beginning of my journey threw a lot of difficulties my way so today I thought I would share five of the things I wish I had known before moving to France. Let’s start.
A Marie-Antoinette Salon-de-Thé in the Heart of Paris
Just a few days ago I came across photos of Nina’s Marie Antoinette online and as soon as I saw that such a place existed in Paris I just couldn’t wait to check it out. When we were in the area yesterday, myself and my friend Lyne decided we would take the opportunity to spoil ourselves with an afternoon tea.
One of The Best Hot Chocolates in Paris
It seems as though all of my posts have been about hot chocolate lately but for an absolute chocaholic such as myself, Paris literally is the definition of heaven on earth.
The city isn’t only sugar-coated with alluring architecture and stunning monuments around every corner, it’s also brimming with enticing boutiques and candy-coloured cake shops that charm you in their doorways similarly to how french men do, while perfectly stacked pyramids of macarons and pastries seem to serenade your name from opulent window displays.
But of all the love affairs I have had so far during my time living in the city, my fondness for the menu at Angelina Paris remains eternal.