i went to ridiculously cool ex-boyfriend's house. (to stay consistent, this is what i'll always call him. even though it's a pain to type out every time instead of his name.) anyway, i went to his house to hang out with his mom. because she's just that cool.
short side story:
she gave me this book today.
i found it humorous and ironic.
and i have a feeling it would've been a bit more helpful awhile back than it will be now, but oh well.
back to my real story.
so my roommate and i are hanging out with ridiculously cool ex-boyfriend's mom. and she complimented the both of us on our new skirts. my roommate was wearing bright, happy summer colors and i was wearing essentially the same outfit, only in various shades of black and gray. "i look like the depressing version of my roommate!" i said.
"you look parisian!"
so that was just great news. because i love paris and i will go there someday.
enjoy this picture of the eiffel tower i found while wasting my time on pinterest this morning.
i might be addicted. it's fine.