The woman next to me has had considerable ‘adjustment’. I can’t tell her age… however, I can see the influence of botox in her pouting mouth, the simulated tan from the lines on her hands and the desire to reverse her aging through the drawn-on eyebrows. She has very large breasts for a little elderly lady too.
She would benefit from the blur tool in photoshop just to smudge the edges.
She is reading various fashion magazines in depth. She has a large leather handbag and is wearing a lot of lovely silver jewellery. She is blonde which I saw very little of in France. No wondered our Aussie blondes get so much attention.
The people of France are tres bien. Very attractive.
Last night on the bus back from Monaco I sat amongst about 5 young French women all with long dark hair and thick eyelashes and slim builds. They were all well dressed and gregarious and full of life. The men too are beautiful with great taste in clothing and jewellery. Lovely shoes and leather coats. A simplistic view of colour with a majority of greys, black and slashes of bold red. It is still winter though.
In general a subdued culture but a comfortableness with short outbursts of impatience or malcontent. I loved watching two young men on scooters being ‘told off’ by another scooter driver. They were stopped in the middle of the road yelling at each other. The two rode off with smiles on their faces. It is acceptable and occurs without much drama.
The American’s I met living in Paris told me it is important to greet everyone. It was a tip actually and I have found a lively Bonjour Madam/Monsieur is well received despite how disastrous my following attempt at French is.
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