Guess where I am?
I know, I know. Been there done that. But truthfully, it was pretty difficult to embrace my creativity in the -200 degree temperatures and pouring rain.
Not to mention that the top of "l'Arc" itself is a bit ... sparse.
The view, however, is not.
Fear not, though, friends.
As always, I did manage to find something slightly less mature and introspective in which to indulge than peaceful sightseeing and philosophical pontification.
Guess what it was? (last guess, I promise)
I obviously never left high school.
Actually, 7th grade may have been my peak.
Note: Also the year I discovered The Lord of the Rings.
I have a feeling "peak" may mean different things for different people.
My sis understands.
|sis & I: Me Wearing: jacket: Free People (cool ModCloth one), pants: UO (similar), boots: Diba, headband: Banana Republic (cooler)|
We're pretty much starring in our own romantic comedy here.
Somebody please cue "Singing in the Rain".
PS: This was meant to be my "what to wear in Paris when it's disgusting and raining"-themed blog post.
Moral of the story: A jacket.