Future Parisian

Friday, October 9

It all started in Paris last year.

My best friend and I were strolling around the 4th arrondissement on a chilly November day when we stopped by Starbucks to get a cuppa coffee - cinnamon and ginger, just in time for Joyeux Noël. A gorgeous dark-skinned woman asked for my name but after a few unsuccessful attempts to get "Anastasia" right she just wrote "Ana" on the iconic red paper cup. And so the dream was born!

From awkward "je ne parle pas français" to casual "appelez-moi Ana" - follow me while I'm documenting my journey of becoming a full-time Parisian one day, straight from my cozy flat in St. Petersburg, Russia.


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