Mood: hungry
Lately I've been nursing a little obsession for French things. What started as a weeny craving for a macaron has now become a full-fledged addiction. I cannot stop thinking about those adorable soft almond "cookies" (a french person would shoot me if they heard me calling a macaron a cookie), warm, flaky and buttery croissants, deep rich coffee, romantic films and luxurious high fashion.
I thought this phase would end but its been ongoing since fall of last year. I want to do nothing more than to read a good book in a cute little french shop sipping coffee that has not been burnt and eating mini treats served on a white square plate.
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