I already talked to you about Le Couvent Des Minimes.
However, I fell for the roses and coming from me it is just like saying that I have decided to be old.
The serum promises to be "regenerating" which basically means replumping. It does the job wonderfully. I have used it only for a week but I truely can feel a difference and it does wonders for my dry patches. The scent is very nice especially for the night time rituals. Two drops do the trick, I tap the product onto my face. My skin still feels even more comfortable when I add up a little jojoba oil as well (around 2 drop for my entire face).
The moisturizing fluid is equally as good as the serum. It is quite a potent day cream but it might be a little too light for a night cream in winter. This obviously, is only the opinion I have upon the subject in regard to my own skin. One pompe for the daytime and two for the night. As I always do, I massage it very well into my skin until it is fully absorbed. Not only is this doing wanders with the action of the product but it also is quite calming and relaxing.
A lot of songs speak to a soft fiber of ourselves.
Tommy Bolin is a singer and guitar player who touch deep into my soul and except for the fact that he looks a lot like my best friend, I cannot say when this love for him started. But this is my song from his repertoire, THE song, enjoy:
Today is about a play and a little project of mine.
every week, from now on, I will give you a review of something I did in my lovely city of Paris.
It will be culture related and I wish it doesn't come as a surprise to you that I am extremely excited about that project. I used to be an ardent reader, a lover of theater and cinema and amongst anything, art always made me feel.
You will soon realise though that my tastes in plays is for the uplifting, fun and funny gendre.
It might, however, occur that I go and see something different and I feel that is the way one should always be towards culture.We never know anything and unless we try (except for the obvious stupid or immoral things), we cannot have an actual opinion about it.
Now that this little project is out in the open, let's see to this review.
This play is the first one I have been to after a starvation which lasted around 4 years.
I had no idea, I missed it so much. the satisfaction one gets from a play is quite phenomenal.
And I simply picked the one that appealed to me and which was playing right next door:
Ma Belle-Mère, Mon Ex et Moi.
I can see the irony to see such a play right after coming out of a break up but to be honest though I love theatre I do not really put myself in the place of any characters and the story was not even remotely close to home.
This was a very easy storyline and the script, which is quite easy, might be difficult for english or american people. The references to music and things from the 80's and 90's in France might make the play confusing for some people.
Otherwise, go for it!!!!
Both men are brilliant and make the play very funny!
I thought a long time about writing this. Social networks in general are the last place on earth where I would go to talk about my life, truely.
Though I am a fairly happy person and that it is what I want my blog to be;
we cannot always lie and pretend that we are okay.
I am hurt.
Someone I trusted turned my life into a joke and maid me feel small, insignificant, so easily replaceable and alone. The only thing I can say is that I let myself be broken, I let that person hurt me. I am the only architect of my current misery.
I wish I were stronger but I am not.
To quote one of my favourite directors, there is only one thing you can do in those cases:
"You have five minutes to wallow in the delicious misery: enjoy it, embrace it, discard it... and proceed."