T'HY'LA: vive la france

Hello ma chéries, you might have seen me say in my last post that I was going to France with school, and I have to say it was really weird. Sophie, Lottie and I stayed with a woman called Marie Christine and the whole being in someone else's house for five days thing was a tiny bit uncomfortable, but I think we managed... I actually spoke a tiny but of French! Me!

On the coach back from Gatwick airport (don't ask why we had to go all the way down to London I will never understand teachers) we all had McDonalds and I did accents for everyone and was peer pressured into being Wolverine for four hours.

(t o r t u r e)

(But on the bright side I made some new sixth form friends)

✿ Roman arena in Nimes which is a lovely place ✿

These next two pictures give me SERIOUS barricade feels, and I don't exaggerate at all when I say that our tour of Montpellier was actually painful because I was literally on the verge of running around screaming "WE NEED AS MUCH FURNITURE AS YOU CAN THROW DOWN!!!!!" (Les Misérables has been added to my list of life-ruiners)

I chose these two because the light went weird/was kind of pretty.

I basically lived in my aran cardigan for the whole trip and everyone was asking "OMG HOW ARE YOU NOT COLD" so I just pointed to my clothes and they were quiet again. I also wore these weird orange culottes and floral vans on tuesday and thursday, and I think they're two of my favourite things ever.

The trip didn't turn out to be totally weird though because I did find a super cool ReCoRd SHoP ASDFGHJK YEAH in a back street and bought two Kate Bush albums that I've been after for three whole years wow. I must have spent the whole of monday in that place. Totes amaze-balls. Totes.