Tonight is fashion night.

Another aspect of jessmahule. I am fashion addicted. I collect stuff like shoes, jewels, bags....

And there was also a time when iused to dream i was a fashion designer. Here is one piece of my design during my fashion run away

I am not famous and i even stop designing but i am still addicted. Just wanted to show you...

Good night.

i wish i hadn't offered him shelter so promptly.

Wolker, that was his first name, wanted to visit Paris so i suggested the african oceanian art museum to start with.

When we reach the museum, we spent time scanning every mask and every other african object that was displayed in the museum. Same for the aquarium;i was completely exhausted when we finally left after we had fed our inquiring mind: it was almost 6 pm.

Of course too late to cook dinner and i didn't feel like to it anyway so i took him to the restaurant. After long discussing on the choice, i stepped into the next italian restaurant we passed in the street, i clearly informed him i wa going there and nowhere else and sat at a tble in the middle of the room. That didn't suit him so he asked the waiter if we could change and we ended behind a pillar, a place thought to be left for non important people, i am not a VIP but i hate to be sitted there.

I ordered a pizza( pizza becomes my favourite dish when i am in a hurry). The faster we eat the quicker we go home. He ordered wine. Fine I said, but i soon got annoyed again but his behaviour with his glass.

Imagine cowboys in saloon; when they and their glass of whisky, drink it their head back as if they were repressing an epistasis. He swallowed his wine and finished noisily and made the glass slipped on the bar.

I knew in advance he could not be the good one!

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