i went out for espresso and a crepe with a new friend tonight. we met at concorde and i insisted that we go back to tuileries to find the shoe. she had seen it and knew where it was. but when we got there, it was gone. i must have just missed it. son of a bitch!
karen millen? you just may have to do.
oh, and i went back to my favorite crepe place on rue oberkampf - i had gone last week, but the cute young son who works there was not there that day. we had some mad flirty eyes going on. he remembered me! and damn, that crepe was fantastic.
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