Where was I? Happy new year to you! I wish you all the best! I know I haven’t posted for a very long time. Why? Well a lot of things have changed in my life. My fiance and I decided to break up in July 2016. We realized that we were taking two different paths… Continue reading I am back!
Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against stay-at-home mothers. But this is the point: I am not a mother yet. I studied hard for the last few years, and worked a job at the same time. My whole life changed when I moved in UK. It was my choice, but being honest with you,… Continue reading Not a stay-at-home girlfriend anymore
A little tag today. I had fun answering to this silly questions. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? Always closed. Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotels? God no! Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? Out. Have you stolen a street sign before? No.… Continue reading 100 Questions No-One Ever Ask
In France, there are a few subjects that we don’t like to talk about: money is one of them. Of course, I talk about money with my fiancé and my close friends. With these exceptions, it’s strictly forbidden to broach this subject. Why? Because some of your friend might be less lucky than you (or… Continue reading French Girl Style: Let’s (don’t) talk about money
Even though I’m now living with my wonderful boyfriend, I will never forget that we spent our first five years in a long-distance relationship. I’m not going to lie to you: it was tough. I was living in France and he was living in England. We use to see each other during the Christmas and… Continue reading Long-distance Relationship: my story
I live in my new place for a month now. When I arrived in England, I moved for a month at my fiancé’s place, a nice house with four housemates. But infortunatly, they were awful with me, complaining about a foreigner living with them. Except my fiancé, no one was talking to me, except for… Continue reading Living in England – Two months
I’m happy to announce that I finally moved from France to England. “Finally” because I’ve been waiting to say that since I met Paul, five years ago. I’m going to miss this city so much, which is odd because I hated it so much when I moved here three years ago. During these three years,… Continue reading England, here I am
