Or something along those lines....
I only took French for 6 years because THE CUTEST GUY IN THE WORLD did. A football player no less. His French name was Jaques (originality was not his thing). My french name was Elisabet because there were five Amy's in the class. Thanks Mom.
Last I heard he was somehow caught up in the Tonya Harding/Nancy Kerrigan scandal back in the day, so clearly I made a poor choice in who to stalk. But I DID walk away with just enough basic language skills to be dangerous or end up with something REALLY terrible on my plate at a French restaurant.
No matter....France is on my radar...always has been.
I have been on fire on Etsy and I sold THESES cute patooties:
to this cutie patootie blogger. From France!
I tried to read her blog, but again...I am rusty. There was a really cute picture of her (there are many because she's cutie patottie folks!) and once I translated one of the captions as "I ate my best friend's dog with silk, high heels and a chenille blanket" I decided I might need a Rosetta Stone crash course before I went any further.
Continuing on my love all things French...great estate sale finds for yesterday were:
If they keep the Metro exactly the same for another 20 years...I have a chance.
This image is from a half used 1932 German calendar. The images (125 of them! all different...all lush) and print and fonts are spectacular. I am not sure what to do with it exactly. I might just stare at it a bit longer.
Au Revoir! Off to some estate sales!
I know someone who can help :).
Posted by: Kate | November 03, 2012 at 11:04 PM
My source says she loves Halloween, she likes to dress up and decorate her house. Even though it marks that she is another year older...the trip paid off :).
Posted by: Kate | November 03, 2012 at 11:11 PM