Sunshine & fresh air can always do you wonders, and it was with that in mind that I headed out to the Marais with Jasmin. I'm a little bit ashamed to admit that it's an area I've never explored - it's so close! It's just across the river! It's everybody's favorite quartier! But what can I say, I'm a rive gauche kinda girl. But Jasmin can be a pretty convincing girl, so we decided to head over there for falafels and then walk around a bit. I don't know what it is about falafels, but I can never finish one and I always feel sick after eating them. In fact, I still feel full this morning. Which is a bummer because I have an absolutely enormous bagel from this shop, sitting on my counter & just begging to be eaten:It just may need to become a bagel, egg & cheese sandwich for lunch.

I was surprised at how many shops were open on a Sunday - over where I live, all the shops are shut. We wandered around, looking at the last of the sales, and I found this lovely hat, spikes and all. It's just too bad I didn't find that before Miss Leyla's wedding.... lolAnd then I put on my boxing gloves and beat the crap out of a punching bag. Okay, well, I didn't really - I just pretended, must to the horror of my fellow French shoppers. Or maybe that should be Ka-sam? Okay, okay, bad joke. But it made me laugh, and when I saw the resulting picture, I immediately thought of Fab and one of his favorite song:

Because really, what's funnier than a white-ass French farmer trying to sing American rap?

Cuz you don't really wanna f*ck with me....