Cannes

So it looks like blogger crashed and removed my last posts.

I don't feel like repeating myself.

If you didn't catch my thoughts on Woody Allen's Midnight in Paris and Julia Leigh's Sleeping Beauty or how paps freaked me out before opening night afterparty or how I love the tradition of “Raoul!” at Debussy screenings or my latest job offer or how everything went Gaga by night... I can tell you all about it over a glass of wine.

But as for now... my BF has arrived, I feel happy and satisfied. For we just had dinner, of course... and now we are going to the party and I promise to try not to go to the I-don't-know-that-man mode when someone puts a camera on us. So there you have it, mon amis...

I'm leaving you with the news of the rent prices in Cannes right now. 19 000 EUR is about 26 000 CAD.

PER NIGHT!

à bientôt!

South of France

I'm about to board my flight to Cannes and I just read the morbid news about Diana's death photo to be shown in a doc at Cannes Film Festival. Not sure how I feel about that.

Svea, baby, I'm posting a short update for you right now and I'll try to write some more on the plane where I'll have peace and solitude as per request of my BF I have an empty seat next to me. (It's kind of a funny story. Maybe I'll tell you sometime).

And I do hope to see some of you while I'm in Europe :)