so it was my birthday week and here’s my treat to you: new version of blizzard boyfriend featuring my sexy [blondetourage] blizzard girlfriends. enjoy responsibly :)
cinematography by chillah.
sober original version, click here.
le progrès || 1 rue de bretagne, le marais district, paris, france
fee fie foe foie,
i smell the cafe full of cool parisians.
why this is my favorite cafe:
1. they don’t have a website [aka they are
snobbish cool, just like you & me]
2. they are located in the middle of a 6-street intersection = massive people-watching haven
3. their food is solid. yum.
4. this is the hip hangout with cool [and pretty] people & right next door to a modeling agency & various fashion houses. models & artists central.
5. their servers are consistently entertaining. [one tried to “pimp out” his younger colleague to us…]
with all the positives, i was able to forgive them for not having wifi.
my favorite here, salade gourmande au foie gras + magret de canard fumé: foie gras + smoked duck breast + haricots verts + tomatoes + greens, drizzled with the perfect citrus vinaigrette salad la parisienne: ham + cheese + egg + tomatoes + simple greens cool artifacts…then i spy 3 guys…how to pick up on 3 [cute] guys?pretend to have a parisian cigarette “vogue” right behind them & eavesdrop [like a super creeper] & wait for the right moment to
attack start up convo…photobomb-kiss by a passerby. i was caught & the targets are leaving…mission failed. pretend nothing ever happened. denydenydeny. goodbye. we’ll never see you again.but tomorrow will be another day!
and then le progres revisited…
back for lunch with my favorite, the lovely fashionista paula who i met at cannes years ago! and it happens to be her birthday today!!! parabéns linda!if it’s delicious, why not get it again? their foie gras has that extra spark in it, infused with magical wine & such. perfect. more than reasonably priced. steak tartare was seasoned well.cafe viennois was our staple caffeine. yum.and finally, our last visit here was a wonderful farewell of whiskey drinking games + adventures + lotto tickets.
you win some, you lose some.
but whœuf they are handsome.
if you’re in the mood for fancy, then I guess you already know about matignon.
animal || 435 north fairfax avenue, los angeles, ca 90036 || 323-782-9225
me: if you were to be a dinosaur, which would you be and why? i’d be pterodactyl so i can fly + oversee everything.
he: i think you’d be t-rex.
me: …cuz i can be such a
manmeat-eating heartless [queen] b*tch?
he: cuz when the bill comes, your arms are so short, you can’t reach the bill.
returning from such a long hiatus, you’d think i’d have some animal cooler than a llama to post [does that exist?], but no, just food. from the restaurant, animal, where males and females are [wom]animals, the omnivores that we were created to be. it’s a “thing” ya know. first walking in, it’s a dimly lit, casual cool setting with a lot of tables
full of animals feasting on their latest kill, sniffing their next bambi-esque victim made of wood, very reminiscent of new york, [or am i just missing it?] especially traif, except minus the foie gras. here goes: