I've just fallen in love. With yet another expat blog. An american expat blog. An american expat in Paris blog (sorry, it's kind of hard to get more cliché from the point of view of someone who lives down south). And oh, it's called Maitresse -how am I not supposed to love that? Although I've only ever had one Maitresse, and that was a long time ago (only primary school teachers are Maitresses, and now you're supposed to call them Professeurs des Ecoles) (although I've been a Maitresse myself but that's a whole different story)
And oh, someone who talks about books!
Now, it's time to share a guilty secret.
Not cool at all. I've been like this since I learned how to read at four. It gradually becomes cooler as you get older, but I'm still a bit of a freak. Ah well, I'm used to it by now.