Guaranteed Personality's Melissa Unger writes for I V Y paris
Photo by Justin Westover
Cranky from the heat? I bet you
are.
The first few days of glorious
sun in Paris made us all go wild with unbridled joy. We lounged
on café terraces, had picnics on the banks of the Seine, got sunburned,
ate ice cream, the kids were happy to be outside and at the
end of each day everyone fell into yummy, soft, Summer slumber.
Now it’s been a few weeks of
oppressive, humid heat and we’re starting to get grumpy. Today I noticed
that the usually Summer-loving Parisians have officially turned into
glassy-eyed, foot-dragging Zombies.
Gone are the lovely Amélie Poulian
look-alikes in the their short skirts, breezing by, flashing long legs
and wide smiles on their Vèlibs. Gone too are the little kids frolicking
happily in the local ‘jardins’.
During my lunch hour, I ate my
sandwich on a park bench to the shrieking tune of a gaggle of tantrum
throwing children.
As she watched her daughter squirming
on the ground in the throes of an impressive (in this heat!) hysterical
fit, a nearby mother looked at me, rolled her eyes in despair, and said:
“Que voulez-vous que je fasse?”
What to do, indeed?
Two words for you: Yayoi Kusama.
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