A whole lot has been going on lately and the only thing keeping me motivated is going to Florida on Wednesday. I don't think I have been more excited for anything in my whole life. I can't wait to see everyone, I can't wait to eat good food, I can't wait to relax, I can't wait to drive my car, I CAN'T WAIT!! I am actually worried that I won't want to come back to France. I don't mean to be a downer or anything but I don't really like it over here. I won't lie. But I am determined to stay because if I don't, I know I will regret it so much. I plan on coming back from Florida refreshed and ready to change things for myself over here.
I would like to share one experience I had yesterday. Actually it was more like the whole day. As most of you know, I am going to Florida for my godsister's wedding which is on Saturday. I am a bridesmaid, thus, I need a dress. I have been scouting dresses for some time but had been unable to find anything. This weekend was really my last shot at getting one so I was on a mission. Let me describe the environment of the mall...
...So France does not have sales all the time like we do in America. There are only two instances where there are sales in stores, otherwise everything is always full price. So you can imagine what a madhouse every shopping store would be like during these sales. And I mean, every shopping store. Shoes, kitchen ware, phones, makeup, perfume, pet supplies, groceries, appliances, CD's....EVERY STORE is governmentally mandated to put things on 30-40-or 50% off. Luckily for me, The "Soldes" as they are called, are in January and July. Thats great because I need to buy a dress but it made my shopping experience hell. Like wedding dress shopping on Black Friday. So the mall was A MESS. You could NOT move. It didn't help that the malls here are even more of a "hang out spot" than in America. There would be people just kicking it in the MIDDLE of the walkway. People with baby strollers just standing around, not moving in the MIDDLE of a mall intersection. I had my Ipod in and was just astounded by how these people did NOT know how to walk in a mall. So I was pissed off. But I was on a mission...
...The next mountain (no pun intended) that I had to overcome was my chest. You see, I am not a very "dress wearable" person. Its hard to find dresses that fit me up top and below. I was walking through the only dress section of the department store in the mall (Yes, there is only ONE department store in the ENTIRE mall) and this lady came up to me, I explained my situation and she straight up said, "Oh no. You aren't going to find any dress here. French people are not like you." ..great.. She then proceeded to explain to me that I should wear these nice dress pants with a matching bustier. I get where she was coming from but I explained to her AGAIN, that I was going to a wedding and that in America, there are people who are IN the wedding who ARENT getting married but have to look nice and formal and wear dresses. And she said "Oh but these pants are so nice! And look at this bustier!" And the pants were so ugly and the bustier had this stupid hand painted peacock feather on it. To told her no and asked if there was anything else and she showed me this frilly skirt that matched the bustier and ALSO had a peacock feather on it. I asked ONE more time if there was anywhere else in the store, another department or something, where I could perhaps find other dresses and she said, "No no. If you want a dress you are in my house. This is it." So I said thanks and left. Then I tackled the rest of the mall for the next 3 hours and found...nothing. Absolutely nothing.
...I almost gave up. I thought to myself...well...great. You aren't going to have a dress. You'll have to find something when you get to Florida and your dad is going to be so pissed and I don't know what to do...#$&*%#$~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I decided to try the only other department store in Lyon, Printemps. I worked my way through the crowd, and found a black dress that I thought might work. I waited in line for half-an-hour and finally tried on the dress. I had chosen the largest size they had to see if maybe it would fit my boobs. I don't know HOW IN THE HELL I found this dress....NO IDEA...but it fit. It FIT, it was IN my price range, and it was THE EXACT style of dress Sara asked me to aim for! She wanted a sort of Marilyin Monroe-ish type dress. I had given up the idea of actually getting a dress in that kind of style but...here one was! I am still speechlessly shocked about the whole damn thing. I wish I never even went to that mall...eugh. But anyway, I have a dress. I don't believe it, but I have one.
I also bought new glasses frames which are pretty cool. My other ones are lost in Germany somewhere. I can't wait to be able to see again. Another reason I am "looking" forward to going home (oh god, that was such a lame dad joke. I'm sorry).
We still don't have internet but someone came to our apartment yesterday so thats good. He said that there is some strange problem and if it doesn't work after next friday then to call again. So...who the hell knows. I just want my 64 Euros back! This company took a whole bunch of money out of my account for a service that we clearly have not been receiving. and I really could have used that money to, you know, buy glasses AND a dress.
As you can see, a trip home is really going to do me some good. After my make-up tests are over with on Tuesday...I will be a free woman. I can't wait. My flight is at 8:30am Wednesday, meaning I have to catch a 5:00am bus to the airport but you know what...I have never been more excited to get up that early in my entire life!
See you soon Florida!!
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