I have blue suede shoes

They’re totally cool!!!!!
I still long for some kind of imitation of my brown ones...I wore them with everything! We’ll see how my AWESOME blue suede boots turn out though…blue suede goes with more things than you'd realize. I also have black boots that look just like my brown ones. I have a boot obsession.

I admit it, but boots are so good for modernizing my vintage dresses (98% of which are home in the STL, don’t sell’em mom!)

Cool Solution: I think I’ll go visit Blythe and get me some cool light brown vintage semi-cowboy boots in the ATX. If we get’em on the side of the road, that means the hipsters won’t have marked up the prices ridiculously. How’s July Blythe? Heat up the state for me. I want to try to cook an egg on the sidewalk.

A time for us – my love affair with Zurich

Zurich reminded me of America for some reason. Actually for many reasons, and I feel lame for being happy to be in a town that reminded me of America, but its been 4+ months people! Just seeing that Starbucks mermaid made my heart a little stronger to go on. Also, I shopped. It was a blessing/curse not really knowing the value of a swiss franc. I got the best swatch watch in the land, I also got some kiels silk groom hair magic potion, a fierce red dress from mango…such excellent purchases, it helps to not know how much your money is worth to really be able to spend it…thank you once again, CHF (i.e. swiss franc!)

At the beginning of the day, I climbed the big protestant tower – really wasn’t that hard, and the view was groovy. Later on I went down to the sanctuary, and put on Aretha Franklin singing the Lord’s Prayer on my Ipod. Super geek alert, I know, but it was powerful!

Later on I strolled down the main shopping street, found a cute store, “En soie” – very cool silk stuff…real Connecticut opulence stuff, and I searched and searched for the perfect marigold shirt to someday wear with my cool blue boots, but to no avail.

On my stroll down to see the lake I passed the banking district – the scenery was lovely, the bankers all had matching coats, and it was easier not to find them annoying b/c they were mysterious swiss bankers…not like, fruity tooty NYC bankers.

I don’t know why fruity was my adjective of choice. I’m freestyling here. Anyway, I don’t want to hate on any bankers…bank away bankers! Your job would be very hard for me! So after my lovely stroll listening to the tune of swiss german all day, (like german, but with a Kermit the Frog accent…music to my ears! Sorta funny, too) I returned to my hostel, gathered my things and prepared to leave. Little did I know, I might’ve left my brain back at Wueste.

Some more Points of Interest (POIs for the uninitiated)

I feel like teaching my kids strange movie monologues from Waiting for Guffmann (Saving silverman’d be next). I’ll let you know how it goes. I guess its sortof like how my parents dressed me up like a detective when I was a baby. Make it funny/fun or its sortof torture.

La Stage : our lovely introductory meeting.
It sucked, and the former assistant they chose to speak to us about her experiences was a girl from the most chic school in Lyon.
She was like, well if your kids misbehave, just tell them to stop. Yeah, ok. What a vapid-tastic answer.
Completely unhelpful, and useless meeting.
There wasn’t even free coffee and donughts at the beginning. It’s the little things you miss about the USA. We’re like, you cannot call an early meeting of any official capacity and NOT have free coffee and doughnuts (dunkin doughnuts, anyone?). Its just unheard of. I was offended (and uncaffinated).


The Bellecour city guide festival! It was called the Lancement du Petit Paume --- how does this translate? They had this giant festival in the largest square in Europe to hand out free copies of the cool Petit Paume city guide…it doesn’t have shopping, but it has a lot, and the Lyonais listen. Still, I visited Petit Paume’s website, and they don’t have a blog!?! 52nd city anyone? Though their festival is the shit, their website is sortof shit. Pardon my French! Ha. Bummer, though. Someone needs some silicon valley help.

On the subject of them not listing shopping - are there 2nd hand shops in this country? Must I be satisfied with my batman rollerskates as my sole 2nd hand purchase? I still try to believe that Lyon, like St. Louis, requires of its pioneering visitors a little effort, snooping and research before it can be fully judged as a sortof lame city without any 2nd hand stores and only 2 legit Wifi cafes. I wait before I decide the verdict.
Case not closed.

I think I'm going to go to paris this weekend.