Bevelyn! Where are you? Cuz I'm just oh you know, in this lil ol' place called Paris.
And my very perfect plane outfit: I was warm, not frumpy, the fastest person to slip in and out of the security lines and basically just an amazing human being while I was traveling.
Also, no one mentioned the copious amounts of dog poop to be found on the streets of Paris. Seriously, and I'm coming from NY which we all know has its fair share of dog poop, piss and general slime but now that scene from the last episode of SATC when Carrie is in Paris and steps in a pile of dog poop makes PERFECT sense because it's simply everywhere. And a LOT of it.
Your turn, go!