After a month long waiting, I finally received Celia!!! I won her from an Instagram giveaway by Dark Manor Dolls. My first giveaway ever and I win!
I've been tracking her for weeks! She had been in Paris for two weeks and the USPS site showed they couldn't find the addressee (according to the tracking number). I was getting really nervous! But here she is!
I had a blast taking her to the Louvre, the Eiffel Tower and the Champs Elysée! Well, I didn't take pictures at the Champs Elysée, all I wanted to do was buy a bottle of water, so Celia stayed in my backpack :/ But she's been there! :p
This is Celia at the Louvre. It was pretty windy so she had to lose the hat.
I love dolls! I have six Blythe dolls and they have been my favorite things to take pictures of for a while. I kind of lost interest in them for a while though but Celia reminded me of those times when my favorite models were dolls and how fun it was! The perfect model! No complaining, no whining, no need for make up... Always perfect!! :) Celia is even better!
This hair!!! Celia's hair is so soft and light!!! Sheer joy!
Celia by the Seine.I can't wait to send Rose (the nice woman behind Dark Manor Dolls) a bunch of pictures from this day! I love taking pictures of people. Unfortunately people don't like to have their picture taken that much... Another reason why I love taking pictures of dolls.
Celia by the Eiffel tower. I used to come there every saturday when I was in college...
Ha... Paris.... The love hate relationship I have with it... I was born in Paris. And for years(from age 2 to 18) I would be in Paris at least once a month to get my eyes checked (I had eyes surgery when I was 3).
I would also spend the Toussaint holidays (a couple of weeks in October celebrating our deads here in France) at my grand parents' in Paris. My father's parents. Real Parisians.
When I was in college I used to come to Paris every Saturday to shop for CDs. In Saint Michel. Probably my favorite area in Paris even now. I would buy my books for college there as well.
By the age of 25, I found a job in Paris. I was living quite far away and had to take a 1h30 commute every morning and every night. But that was fine. I loved living in the country every night and going to the big city every day. At one point I even thought about getting an Eiffel tower tattoo on my back or wrist.
I've been living in paris for 2 years and half now. I still have mixed feeling about it. But I feel much better than I used to. This city used to scare me. Mostly because I don't live here because of the night life or the 'culture' (I picture the typical parisian as being a very sophisticated person, going to museums and concerts all the time and drinking beers at bars all over the city, I'm the opposite. I stay home all the time.)
I made my peace with the fact that I'm not a 20 something French person coming from anywhere in France to live in THE big city. Paris has always been in my life. I thought for a while I was afraid of it but I'm only afraid of people who live here( but only for a while and then go back most of the time to their home town or else). I don't want to be this cliché of a parisian French girl, all dolled up, drinking Starbucks coffee. It's just not me. I dress the same as I did in highschool. And all I want is do my thing, in my corner.
I also went to the movies to see Mad Max: Fury Road. Pretty cool movie!
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