Did somebody say freshly shucked, sweet succulent oysters at $1 a piece?

I used to dream of living by the bay.

I’m back. I’m beat. I miss my little baby boo-boos already.

Our EuroTrip 2010 ends here as we bid farewell to the fantasy life of Paris and Barcelona and wave hello to a better reality…

Lazy Sundays sure seem lazier once you’re on vacation.

While the bf OD’ed on Zara and Mango, I made my way through the Gothic Quarter sniffing out second hand goodies like a government…

 Gosh, are y’all sick of Paris posts yet??

I could never tire of the Louvre.

 Rue Montorgueil must be to Paris what Robertson Blvd is to WeHo.

I had every intention of following Anthony Bourdain’s foodie guide to the ultimate dining experiences in Paris.