baguettes & bagels.

A city to find love.
A place of endless surprises.
A hiding place for yummy treats.
Fashion's favorite habitat.

NEW YORK orrrr PARIS?

The contradictions and similarities of these 2 bumpin' cities are quite
the cute. Let's leave it up to a few graphics to really sort out this
compare and contrast shall we?

believe it or not, there's an entire blog dedicated to this.

SLASH.
New York has been the city I've been soaked in for the past:
84 hrs--straight.

this girl's got me hooked.

black. white. & a sudden burst of yellow.

This girl's style driving me insane and rapidly into the mall.

Sure shes tall blonde and basically can rock anything but dyaummm girl's got style.

i think i've got a crush.

Victoria T. from Umeå.
Follow her blog.... @ here
Note: it's not in English.

grind-a-thon.

"If you're not already familiar with the term "grinding,"
it is when a bunch of kids stand in a line, closer to one another than they would be on a class field trip, and grope like there is no tomorrow,
while adult chaperones stand nearby in a panic about the youth of today.

Usually reserved for the Cool Kids (or so I'm told,) last night it defied the politics of lunch table seating arrangements, making the lyric "this is why I'm hot" seem less timely than an all-inclusive "This is why WE'RE ALL HOT! Yay team!" The argyle sweater vest-sporters grinded with the girls in Pink perfume.

Girls who won Most Likely to be a Philanthropist grinded with the dudes who felt so passionately about the Cubs vs. Sox debate.

It was a moment of unity, of disposal of the social structure we'd know for three years,

(...)"

- Tavi (the super young fashion blog sensation,
puts my achievments in the blogosphere to shame)

Oh. How I miss junior high.