Remember my lovely friend Susan?
Well, Susan is in Paris. On a vacation that seems to be lasting a century.
And although Susan is a running, tennis-playing, yoga om-ing healthnut, she appears to have gone native.
Where's the beret and the baguette, Susan?
One year ago ...
- They Must Be Giants - 2013
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Twitter: hokgardner
June 24, 2010 at 11:26 am
My mom, who smoked in her much younger years, says she loves Paris because of the amount of cigarette smoke in the air. She gets a contact nicotine fix. Maybe it’s just contagious.
Twitter: goldengirlblogs
June 24, 2010 at 1:05 pm
and why are you not with Susan in Paris? you deserve a getaway. time for a girls week full of shopping, wine, cheese, chocolate and tons of bread. well, that is a trip i would love to be on right now. i went to Paris in ’94 and have longed to return for many years. take care.
I think it’s because I’m Jewish.
Now I’m craving a cigarette. By the way I had 4 in like 2 hours yesterday after the earthquake. I DID quit smoking but socially or in times of “OMG” I smoke.
The best time is now, almost no french man there.
I hope the use of the deodorants is more prevalent that it was few ???? 20 years ago.
Say hello to her from me.