Showing posts with label french. Show all posts
Showing posts with label french. Show all posts

Sunday, 26 July 2009

Lazybird is on the Sunday Times in London! Yes!!

I saw a journalist here has some interesting things to say about French women - he thinks we are attractive and proud but I wonder how many he knows well, or if, like so many journalists, he likes just to put people in categories.

And so I wrote to him!

Here!

http://women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/celebrity/article6714581.ece


IS your boyfriend useless? Email your probleme and we will share it with the world: lazybird@amginternet.net

Thursday, 16 July 2009

Catching men

Well, tonight is the night... maybe for love? I have my caramel and my eyebrows and my hair - which looks great actually. Alexi gave me a colour so my hairs are shining like a lake in the night. It's really beauty. I wish it was like this every day. I'm going to the hotel on the Champs Elysees at around 10pm to find the Irish man and ask why he likes to vanish and then ask what other magic he can show me. If he says he is with the circus, maybe I will run away on an elephant with him!

But first... we must ask, how much shall we do to find a man? Today Online Dating Virgin sent me a probleme. http://lazybird-guides-problemes.blogspot.com/ What do you think of online dating? Should she date a man with a monkey?! I can't wait to hear what you are thinking!

Maintenant, I'm going to get some wine and prepare for my adventure. (Should I bring peanuts in case of the elephant?)Lzb

Sunday, 5 July 2009

Whisky in the Jarro

Oh my. What a great night. Tonight I met a friend near the Champs Elysees. The bars there are soooo riche. In some I think you have to wear diamonds before you can even clean their bathrooms, they are so particular. She's a maitresse, a mistress, of a very well known businessman. I will call her Lucky, not because she is a type of dog but because it is her pet name (Is this the same thing?). Anyway, the Man has an apartment just for her on the Ile de Cite which is so beautiful. It has three floors and giant wood beams in the ceiling. It's really something else out of this world. I asked her what it cost and we don't know. But her hourly fee must be sooo huge to cover it! Oh how we laughed at this thought. Lucky and I used to wait in these bars when we were younger for eligible men. Tonight, her 'landlord' was out of town with his wife and children so we went drinking like in the old days. Oh my. It was so funny to watch the younger girls who are so gauche and new. We met one in the powder room and gave her advice as if we were her Madame. She was very intelligent actually. I think she will do well. At about 1am we were sitting close to the bar and a man came over and in very funny French asked if he could offer us a drink. He was quite handsome actually. Naturellement we agreed. And then he paid the bar tender and left. When the bar tender brought us a glass each the smell was - oh my! Like something from the poubelle. What is this? laughed Lucky. Is this poison? The bar tender told us the man was Irish and that the drink was whisky. Lucky said she spent enough money on waxing without growing hairs on her chest too. I quite liked it though. I liked the man more. He was polite and restrained and that interested me. I wonder if he will be in Paris for a while.