au revoir lovelies

The summer is being lovely, and when night falls its always pleasant, no matter what weather preceded it.

I think that twilight hour is my favourite. Where you feel the heat wrap round you like a hug. Its like summer is a belt, and you can feel the weight round your stomach  

Or maybe I'm just getting fat

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'I want you to say hello to my little friend'

tehe, I love that line, it always makes me fall into giggles.

but in all seriousness now I do actually want to introduce you to someone

haha, my little luchador 'El Scorpio' 

My mum let me get him at B&Q cause I didn't object loudly to slug killer. I also got a Hybrid Victoria plant and another little desert plant, who are both named after my two favourite leading ladies, te he see if you can guess who they are. 

Cacti with a Mexican wrestling namesakes, an interesting concept, I might have a collection a'brewing

 tehe

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My fingers are horribly contorted in some kind of crossed hope that the weather in Paris will be nice. 

We might also travel to Versailles, to see Marie Antoinette, so I becoming so giddy with the prospect of leaving. 

I've packed my bag, (i.e my whole wardrobe in a travel form) and created my holiday play list.

The Shins · A Comet Appears

Brothers Martin · The Missionary

The New Pornographers · Challengers

The National · Slow Show

Rouge Wave · Lake Michigan

Editors · The Weight of the World

The Eels · Fresh Feeling

Finley Quaye & William Orbit · Dice 

Of course a little longer than that, but these are my favourites. I just got the Editors 'An End Has a Start' album, mindblowing.

I haven't been that entranced by a whole album since the Howling Bells. Te he, there's a youtube link on each song, so give em a listen. Or does anyone have any other musical suggestions? 

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Seeing as Sherlock is no longer gracing my screen (Oh I adore Benedict Cumberbatch) I have nothing to do than plague my time by talking to cacti and finishing my biology work. Seriously one of the questions is, what organelle looks like a stack of pitta bread.

I hate pitta bread

Aside from my carbohydrate hate I decided to make something from my two fish print handkerchief, from my previous post.

 

Its kinda crap, well not kinda, it is, and not even wearable. Te he Paris does not approve!

Ignore the cycling shorts, I got some tights from Gap kids a couple of years ago, but my legs were too long, so I decided to cut them to make some cute pastel shorties.

Te he, my legs being long? Thats a foreign concept!

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Sadly this will be my last post for a bit. Hopefully there's wi-fi in our apartment en Paris, and I'll also have my camera, so I be sure to take stacks of photos, just for all you lovelies. Ooo maybe, I'll have like a two parter holiday post. How does that sound?

 te he 

xox Eve-Rei

your comments and love are like little French wrestling poodles, out of this world and magical

p.s 150 followers? Hellz Feckin' Yeah!

Hi-five to each and every one of you, gosh I have the urge to bake and send cookies to all you gorgeous people!