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a late night rendez-vous

C’est le secret profond que nul ne connaît I’M BACK IN PARIS and if feels like the first time I’ve ever smelled fresh baguettes. Can you believe that? Maybe I’m

daydream

IN TEN MINUTES, I will arrive back at Paris’ Charles de Gaulle Airport. I was quite anxious to depart from this flight as the stewardess made eye contact with me

cake

  15.07.2017   cupcakes   cafe, Isabelle, KC, Renée   No comments

I love the way Renée and Isabelle lose the ability to speak everyday words when they’re on a cake hunt. Just to see the smile on girl’s faces is enough to

someone to hold

Annotation: I received a message from Isabelle while the boys and I were out of the country, and I couldn’t help but read it a few times while Mikey stared

life’s too short for bullshit

  9.07.2017   cupcakes   Doc and me   No comments

“KC.” “Yeah, Doc.” “What are you thinking about?” “Me?” “Yes, you.” “I just want to smell the air and can you hear the birds?” I paused. “I want Emmanuelle sitting

all memories are traces of tears

  2.07.2017   cupcakes   Isabelle, KC, love, Renée   No comments

…remember that all memories are traces of tears I reached for my black knapsack and I’m looking for my cellphone so I can listen to a little Bach. I shuffled

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