I don’t know why but every time I think of Paris I immediately think of wearing black. Maybe because “c’est trop chic” yeah I’m working on my French. Well, first I need to get my Italian straightened out then I’m on to French. Moving along… the past month has been a black one indeed. I’ve had 3 family members pass and unfortunately they are all back in Egypt so I’m not able to attend their funerals. They say people always die in three’s… weird huh? Mourning all the way from…. wait, where am I? <3 E.