Millionaire Mansion Wishlist

And it's Friday again! what are your plans??? Currently listening to 'No Sense' by mr bieber and Travisscot #hot

Anyways, yesterday I was lying in bed, and I thought about all those celebrity mansions in the hills with a bowling alley and cinema room. If I had that kind of money and could choose those kinds of function rooms, I would never pick them. I love watching movies in bed with the screen as close as possible to my face (ok). As for bowling... who bowls on a daily basis?? I only do it once a year, and that's on Hannah's birthday at Crosley Bowling .... yes.

So, while lying there, staring at the ceiling and listening to the sound of screaming Parisians and honking cars, I started to think about what rooms I'd have if I were a millionaire living in the hills: 

One giant bed with 100 pillows and blankets, (you can't go in with outside clothes) 

Soundproof room. 

Hot yoga room with a yoga wall

Treasure room with cabinets and shelves full of weird, funny, and cute collections

Playground for my cats

Mirror/infinity room (for my narcissistic self + dance)

Music studio (smoke weed and make music) ofc --- 

Wine cellar (with selfmade wine - duh) 

Ceremonial tea studio/shop (+ overpriced vitamines you never heard of) 

Farmers Market (fresh, local produce, juices, delicious treats) 

Indoor pool (basic but mandatory) 

printer room with all kinds of printers and a cutting machine 

This is only the beginning

Dream Big 

Manifest hard 

Enjoy the weekend and each other

<3 Love you 

who airdropped me this picture? 

Balance between solitude and socializing

Salut! C'est moi  

Yesterday I woke up feeling like isolating myself from the outside world. So! I took the day 'off'. (I worked from home) I'm used to have like one or two days where I just be with myself and don't talk to anyone, but now I have to socialize every day... I know I know... but I feel like some of you can relate with this feeling, of just being and doing things for yourself, not talking and only charging. I'm definitely learning how to listen to myself more.

Today, I woke up 67% charged. I’ve been having weird dreams since I moved here. Last night, I dreamt about a robbery at my parents’ house, and I heard them while I was sleeping. They only stole my brother’s piano and some random stuff… I wonder what that means. I think my dreams are weird because I wake up a lot. This new apartment is loud! And honestly... I’m a little bit scared here. My coloc is in Dubai, and for some reason, I’m afraid of the empty rooms behind closed doors… there are so many doors... maybe because it’s not really my apartment, but belongs to someone I don’t even know....a stranger.

I looked at my bank account for the first time since moving... and, uh oh, I need to stop living like a princess. But it doesn’t suit me. I can’t wait to go shopping tomorrow.

I feel at peace, though, here in Paris... I think. I don’t really worry anymore. I just do things, go to sleep, and do it again. It’s calming... and maybe exactly what I needed, for now. I realized I get a lot of energy from being with my friends and people I love and trust, but also from being by myself. 

It's all about balance 

The push and pull between solitude and socializing, between stepping back and putting yourself out there. It’s an ongoing dance, and I think I’m still figuring it out, especially while adjusting to this new chapter.

Maybe that's why I have those weird dreams ! 

Take care of yourself, and do what you LOVE!

Sending you warmth and light. 

Gros bisous de Paris <3 

pov of you laying in my bed :o zzz

Love you from Paris to Brussels and Back

Salut! 

what a weekend... 

I decided to surprise my Valentine and secretly booked a train ticket to Brussels for the weekend… and of course, I couldn’t miss the birthday party of my two favorite blond-haired brothers ... who actually kinda look like Prince Charming from Shrek...

My train had a two-hour delay, and I almost froze to death at Gare du Nord. I even considered giving up on my Valentine mission and heading back home. But I'm a hopeless romantic, and I would do anything for love... (that’s a lie.) Anyway, mission accomplished, even though I arrived two hours late. I had a blast and feel so blessed to have so many amazing unhinged people around me.

Now, after two days of drinking and waking up to mimosas, I’m back in Paris. As I was lying in bed watching reels, I saw a video of Sean Paul, and it instantly unlocked one of my best core music memories.

I must have been six or seven, at some kind of circus performance my cousins were in. I don’t really remember the details... just that it was in a circus tent.... whatever...  Anyway, I was eating candy from one of those overpriced triangle-shaped plastic bags, ands suddenly “Temperature” started playing. My niece and some other kids came on stage and started jumping rope. It was my first time hearing that kind of sound… and somehow, the combination of my candy, the jumping and the ticking of the rope on the ground + the melody of Temperature unlocked something in my 6/7 ish old brain. I think it’s the only detailed memory I have of hearing a particular song for the first time. I thought it was the coolest thing ever… 

Send me your core music memories please ! 

I’ll keep it brief today, even though I have sooo much more to say… but I’ve got a deadline.

Talk to you tomorrow or something <3 

Generated mimosa

Blogbender: Was Expecting Vibes, Got Spiritual Warfare Instead

• Word of the day: Coup de foudre

Since my alarm didn't go off last night, I had a stressful sleep, constantly worried that I wouldn’t wake up on time again. As a result, I woke up exhausted.
Mid-day I needed a break from my computerscreen so I said to Marie: "Sorry, I need to take a petite promenade parce que I need to wake up (again)." She responded: "Mais oui, bien sûr." We both said à tout and I closed the door. I looked up the nearest matcha shop and started walking while catching up on the phone with lovely Juliette. 

At the matcha shop. 

The shop had a very kitschy look: plastic pink blossoms covering the ceiling. I looked at the wide assortment of matcha options, and decided to take regular Matcha Latte with soy milk (normally, I’d go for coconut or almond). This is where it all went wrong. 

Two Japanese girls were working behind the counter.... rude, but not in a bad way. It was more like a charming kind of rude. One of them handed me a massive cup with a bubble tea straw (one of those big ones). I paid €7.50 :o and walked out

The matcha latte. 

The first sip tasted... off. So I took another. Minty? Strange. A few sips in, my tongue started tingling. I wanted to get back to work, but considering I had just paid a small fortune for this overpriced green tea with milk, I decided to drink it quickly and get it over with. 

In the office. 

Mon dieu... after a couple minutes .... my heart was pounding out of my chest, and my armpits felt cold and sweaty.... horrible. I said to myself : Sam just act normal. But to be honest it felt like a did two bumps of that white stuff most of you do on the weekends... I'm not overreacting... je te jure. Anyways I worked really good...obviously, and got a lot of things done. At 17:30 I packed my stuff and said: A demain. 

On my way! home. 

Normally, I take the metro since it’s quite far,  but I needed to get that feeling out of my system so I started walking with luod music blasting in my ears. This made it worse but also not.... While scrolling through Spotify, walking like an unhinged person,  Gulf Area (Mechatok) started to play (...shuffle mode) and wow ---> attend: if you don't know the song, go listen first and come back

Those ding ding dong sounds aligned perfectly with how I was feeling. 

I needed to stop at a supermarket to buy coconut milk for the chicken curry I had planned, but unfortunately, I was physically incapable to stop walking. 

Home. 

After an hour or so I came home... now writing about my matcha experience. 
#Feeling drained, and a stomach ache is creeping 

Evening plans. 

Canceled. In need of alone time....  recharge my social + physical battery.

voila 

<3 

Evil

 

Le Me writing a little update about le me, myself

Coucou tout, 

Third day in Paris and I can't stop listening to Pass This On by The Knife.... 

I'm writing from Lewi's mansion. To be honest I could really live here... I think...., although it's super small, I somehow find peace in it… maybe because I’m used to having so much stuff, and here, you can only keep your favorites. :) I must say living sans micro-ondes or oven is hard (very priveleged thing to say)  and there is this cat that keeps meowing in the hall way during the night? what's up with that? Anyways.... the Alessi kettle makes up for it  --- Merci Lewi 

I just got back from visiting my future apartment and future coloc, and ...... oooooo this guy is the most intense guy I have ever met!! Normally, I function pretty well with people who have ADHD since I grew up with this very strange man called my dad. But this guy is next level, en plus he is huugeeee, a giant Italian guy with Ray-ban reading glasses, a wisky collection, a nintendo switch, a ps4, a fridge that needs to be full at all times, works from home and has a standing desk, .... it's going to be a social challenge, but I'm up for it :) it will be fun. 

I saw a man on the metro today with long hair growing out of his ears..... I couln't stop looking.... I really wanted too..... 

It doesn't really feel like I’m living here yet, though. I’m still in that stage where everything is a “first time”: going to the supermarket, cooking or ordering food, figuring out my way to my internship... Soon, I’ll have more structure and more time.... also everything feels like it was meant to be... My new apartment is a 20min walk (no public transport :o amazing) to my atelier/ workspace and it's all around my favourite neighbourhood !! oui oui oui. 

Also, I really need to start making a list for all the French acronyms and difficult words. Please help me … I’m so tired of being 100% focused all the time just to understand people.

On the bright side, my internship woman/boss lady is amazing..... so sweet and cute! Because of her, I’m meeting so many cool people. I’m already invited to one of her friend’s 35th birthday (she wants to go to an amusement park or Madame Tussauds)… Let’s go!

Anyhow, I'm super happy, tired and full of energy. 

Can't wait for Spring to come ! 

Bisous xxx

My desk of the day

Diary post: About nothing really

Dear, 

I’m currently writing on the train to Paris.  The woman next to me is eating a triangle sandwich while writing an article about ‘trustworthy AI’ … it smells dégueulasse. 

#just two girls writing 

I’m overwhelmed. The past couple days where so so wholesome but also very stressful and idk mixed with so many different feelings. … My skin is acting up again… really bad this time … sucks to leave looking like this but it will calm down … I guess/I hope. 

I’m actually super excited/happy/lucky to be living in Paris !! I just really really hate that I care so much about my appearance. 

Aaaa ok ! Enough! 

I’ve been thinking a lot about the future lately, maybe because I’m entering this big new chapter of my life. Being in your twenties is so confusing. Honestly I can’t wait to be 30, like for real … having most of my current life struggles worked out, an apartment where all my stuff is placed like … a real home you know, a job…, selfmade money…. La papaya, du la potato… I count money… Rich Minion is a genius! 

I have an urge to grow up, like being fully independent. It feels like I haven’t done much but I know that that’s not true. I think it’s one of those “being in your twenties struggles”. It’s funny that I compare being independent with being 30? Like as if everything will change when i’m 30… Well it will have to… in some kind of way 

It’s so weird actually… that we have to go out of our comfort zone to accomplish things, so much pressure for what?? idk I’m spiraling 🌀 and I really need to go to the toilet… there is a little girl touching my bag? Where is her mother? 

I can’t believe I’m on the train to Paris actually… no return ticket … 

Bisous x 

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