Spring is coming…

If not, at least, it’s sunny in Marseille! There’s something in the air.

img_20170221_094317_949.jpgOn my way to work this week _on Monday to be exact, therefore not in a particularly good mood, I went by this flower market by the metro station. I never really look at it, probably because I’m always almost (yes almost) late and because the market happens every Monday, yet this time, there was something that caught my eye! Beautiful mimosas, finally in season! (yes, I’d like a glass of that too 😉

So go grab one yourself if there’s some close by! It’s no expensive, lasts a while, and give such a nice touch of yellow and happy colours at home. Oh, and the smell clearly reminds you that Spring is coming 🙂 Some doesn’t like it; it smells like freshly cut green leaves with a twist…

Anway, I find it most intriguing…and it perfectly fits my vintage chest-of-drawers in the entrance hall







That’s me last weekend. Let me exlain. I was with my man who was looking for some clothes. Yes, because when a man who hates shopping does go for a ride, he loathes it so much that the less time spent, the better. And no way in hell will he call that shopping . It’s a necessity. So he is looking for clothes,  not “shopping”. Meaning, he knows exactly what he wants,  and has bionic eyes that tell him straight away if whatever he has in his hands will fit or not. A super power most girls would love to have. Except that it hardly ever works out, of course.

So I ended up waiting oustide the fitting room (because I’ve done enough shopping and my wallet is kind of empty at the mo ^_^) and man, how boring it was. I completely and utterly understand them when they have to follow us while we do our shopping!

See how happy I was:

Yes, I liked the multiple reflection. I started posing till the sales clerk was looking at me and giving me the”what the hell?!?”look.

But it didnt stop me 🙂 (in another store though!)

That’s when I realize the mirror made me look real nice and fit. It’s nice to feel that good and that fit once in a while. You see, I keep seeing posts about fitness and super hot girls with unbelievable six packs telling us how easy it is to have their body. Bull***t. Or maybe it is possible. I’m just too lazy. Oopsie 😛

Oh well. I’ll stick to my fitting room mirrors then. To feel good once in a while.