Last day of August
Can't believe that it's already the end of August. This marks one year that I've been living in Paris. A lot of things have happened, met a lot of people that comes and go. One thing I know for sure, adulthood is not exactly fun when you face all the bills and paperwork (whyu)
Look at my awesome
Villa. Just kidding, it's my parents place back in Bassin d'Arcachon. I had a week of summer holiday, which wasn't summer. Dark clouds were following me everywhere. I didn't even get a decent sun tanning session. I had to wear long sleeve shirts and changed into Jeans when I was going to the 15th August's fireworks. Still it wasn't a lot. Tourists were in windbreakers, scarves. I spent quite some time shivering before the fireworks actually start. The beach as well, took it's time filling up. And when it started, every inch of the sand was covered with spectator. My first time, seeing so many people on the beach.
One week was a little short, though at least, I think I had my essentail dose of hammock rocking. ;) Spent too much time partying and not resting enough. I guess I'm starting to feel the effects of being old (wtf) Or maybe because partying twice in a row till 6am is simply and bad idea (argh) :)
Literally, the weather in Paris has already evolved to autumn. It's time for more blacks and burgundy looks, especially when I'm totally hooked onto my new Tom Ford purchases *_* Yet apparently, the weather forecast says that the temperature would rise next week. I guess it's the last taste of summer before the cold comes!