I used to be a blogger, before blogging became popular. I scribbled away my thoughts on life, love, friendship, philosophy - making what I believed to be Very Important Statements. I laugh when I look back at my girlish musings, but amongst the innocence and naivete, there was a definite artless charm. I wrote because I enjoyed it. The joy of putting words down and editing until each word in each sentence was exactly right is akin to eating that perfectly chewy macaron or finding The little black dress. I've lost that ability and I miss it.
So I'm starting up again, many years after my last blog. Bear with me as I find my way again. I'm hoping to be able to share with that candor that once came so easily. I seem to have myriad interests so I'll be writing about all of those things here from foie gras to flea markets to Ferragamo. And of course life and love, the two things that with me at least, always seem to be in a state of flux. I suppose that makes sense though, as what else would there be to write about? ;)
More to come,
xo L
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