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Royal Endeavors -Paris, mon Amour!

IMG_0268Channeling Mirrored Perfection – Β A Romantic Encounter w/ Bae – Paris, France.

Bonjour, Madames et Monsieurs, comment ça va? 🌹🌹🌹

Long time no see in my fascinating WWW space dedicated to Spiritual traveling for enlightenment purposes! Welcome to my 5D High Vibrational Yearly Voyage to France during Fashion Week, the most auspicious time to enjoy a touch of Parisian Glam on the streets of this wonderfully welcoming city which does not cease to suprise me deeply every time I reach it. 🎊🎊🎊

See, me and Paris have a strong Trust based Relationship which we both nurture with loads of Positive Thinking, Treasure Hunting and Honest Appreciation through compliment management, in spite of exterior circumstances which cannot be humanly controlled, such as Rain, Wind and Cold in early March, attributes of a weather forecast which is powerless to a Mind, Body and Soul aligned togetherΒ in a perfectly intelligent ensemble, whose only purpose is to expand its consciousness to be in tune with Beauty and Grace, rather than to continually complain for being part of a wonderfully living Universe, forever subject to seasonal changes and Nature’s Rebirth. πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹

Having such a delightful experience in France every time I touch its ground, I will therefore structure my memoirs of the weekend in three parts (one per day), in order to ensure all valuable information is presented and represented gracefully in order to charm you and enchant you to dive further into knowledge and taking your own time to enjoy the Pleasures of Life and any velleity which makes you Heart bounce and your Vibration reach new heights. 🌈🌈🌈
Remember! We are all here to enjoy this beautiful gift called Life. πŸ•ŠπŸ•ŠπŸ•Š

Day 1 – Paris, mon Amour Toujours! πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

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#TrueLove #Montmartre #Romantisme #Bonhomme #Jaeraymie #StreetArt #Paris #AlainDelon #JeanGabin #LinoVentura #2k17

What a Blessing to be able to enjoy the City of Lights yearly on the first days of Spring, to surprise the uprising of this Heaven on Earth of the Renaissance and get blown of your feet by one of the most fashionable metropolis of the Modern Times! Gorgeous! πŸ‘‘πŸ‘‘πŸ‘‘

My adventure started mid day on Friday, the 3rd (I arrived Thursday afternoon with Tarom Airlines, beneficiating from 5🌟 Treatment, in spite of the reasonable pricing offer during the month of March – I was able to choose my seat by the window and to be served ovo-lacto vegetarian food which was remarkably tasty for an airline service, bravo!) after spending Quality Time with my French Family in Vaureal – my aunt, uncle and baby cousin who ensure my annual weekend residence during Fashion Week and make all my wishes come true (gourmand and not only) – I took the RER A as usual with one thing in mind only – to be able to walk freely on the streets of Paris on a gloomy but not rainy day, enjoying the beautiful and romantic scenery and the Original Hot Pret-Γ -Porter Styles emerging along mine in a Fashion Taking Over on the streets of Paris.Β πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘

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My attention seeked pleasurable prospects of spending the day in an extatic kind of solitude, unaltered by another’s presence or entity, unless officially permitted by me, a luxury of Me Time so dear to me and hard to understand by people, therefore my tiny steps headed toΒ Le MusΓ©e de la PoupΓ©e, established inΒ 1994, which now contains a permanent collection of more than 500 French dolls, chronologically arranged from about 1800 to the present, which feature construction of bisque, composition, cloth, rubber, celluloid, and plastic. Perhaps it was a sign from the Universe when my porcelain doll, the one acquired on my first visit to France (perhaps I was eleven years old) broke recently during my weekly cleaning sessions.
I used to collect porcelain dolls when I was a little girl and I solemnly keep all my passions alive ever since, such as Modeling, Styling, Writing, Music and many more of same nature. πŸ•ŠπŸ•ŠπŸ•Š
I am quite astonished myself of the dedication I was born with for Beauty, Grace and Enlightenment, after all, and the fact it was never altered by the passing of the years, but preserved and nourished as Eternal Main (and Only) Interests of a Bright Heart and Illuminating Mind. 🌹🌹🌹
The truth is, it is never easy to balance an old soul in an evergreen body possessing the Divine skills of Spiritual and Emotional Intelligence (a self-aware person knows what I am saying) therefore I always take comfort in Serene and Ageless Beauty.
The Doll Museum was an interesting experience in Paris, which has offered valuable insights to me, not only regarding the social status and class endeavors of the 19th century, but also depicted several psychological aspects to be noted and further evaluated, especially regarding a two headed doll with both a smiling face and a crying one that drew my attention during the visit and the bi-polar personality sensation transmitted through an apparent innocent play. πŸ‘ΌπŸ‘ΌπŸ‘Ό
The fact that one could easily switch the faces of this doll, which might not have been the best idea to inspire children of that time, known to be extremely vulnerable to idealistic comparisons and mood swings. πŸ‘§πŸ»πŸ‘§πŸ»πŸ‘§πŸ»

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Nevertheless, the museum visit was definitely a pleasurable activity, followed by wondering around the streets and vintage shops of Le Marais, this time without laying my eyes on anything flattering in particular. I was definitely surprised by the not so large number of foreigners and well dressed individuals I have noticed, made my day with a young and gourgeous Parisian complimenting my style and decided to have another Artsy moment of the day, this time in my favorite area of Montmartre. Not prior to enjoying a Rose Syrup testing and two Englishmen in a street concert singing George Michael’s Faith. πŸ™πŸ½πŸ™πŸ½πŸ™πŸ½
My picture was taken several times (usually without granting my permission) and it felt I was in the right spot at the right time. Two students approached me for a sociological survey/interview regarding Fashion Week and my shopping details.
They were shy and cute and I was finally offered a Kinder candy in return. 🍬🍬🍬
I was wearing my Pink Royal Fur on an embellished khaki army shirt over a black cropped turtle neck from Le Petit Indigent and my leather hot pants, along lace fishnet tights and my ultra comfy Gold Dr. Martens (already vintage because I am wearing them the 3rd year on a row lol). My embellished black French beret was doing Justice to my outfit. 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

All I have ever wanted to purchase from Paris was a black hoodie from The Weeknd to go along the first dress I bought in 2k17 which fits me perfectly, all sequins in dark metallic silver. What I have ended up with was a perfectly fit and flawlessly preserved High Street Pink Cashmere Isaac Mizrahi sweater from Β Chinemachine vintage boutique in Montmartre, whose label said “We Are Cheap So You Don’t Have To Be!!!”. πŸ•ŠπŸ•ŠπŸ•Š
Yassss, that’s the Spirit and I thank the Universe for it! Β πŸŽ€πŸŽ€πŸŽ€
My Eternal Flame Prince (the Charming) had stroked again! 🎈🎈🎈
I was on my way to Dali Museum when Magic happened therefore my steps followed a different path through the fascinating boutiques of Montmartre till I have reached the Light of my eyes, Sacre-Coeur of Paris. πŸ‘‘πŸ‘‘πŸ‘‘
See, my 3 wishes have now been standardized in regards to Paris – all I wish for is to enjoy a shopping spree through vintage boutiques, make a wish at Sacre-Coeur and last but definitely not least, have a trip to Disneyland obviously. πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„
All scored superbly, despite the less flattering weather, on my 5 days Royal trip.
Not to mention my serene state of Wellbeing of having the pleasure of enjoying the Divine Grace of Choirs singing and people praying in Sacre Coeur.
I took a sweat by the statue of Archangel Michael, my bestie, and silently enjoyed this solemn time. 🌹🌹🌹

After charging my phone in a local Starbucks coffee shop, enjoying a Jasmine Green Tea, I headed once again to the heart of Paris to meet Aurelien and his friends over for a pizza. I had mine with Dijon Mustard and Onion Chives, which was an interesting experience. The first and only Prosecco packed it up elegantly and I had a suprise call from my aunt Denisa Denise saying she would like to accompany me to Disneyland the next day. Wheeeeeeeeee!!!… πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„πŸ¦„
Stay tuned, this is just Part 1 of my detailed France Royal Take-Over!!! πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ‘‘πŸ‘πŸΌ

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