Nothing is more sacred to a Parisian than a baguette (well except maybe their Chanel boybag). Parisian love their baguettes so much they even have laws around them, the Bread Decree of 1993 states; baguettes must be made and sold at the same location, cannot be frozen, and may contain only flour, water, yeast, and salt. Despite the draconian nature of the laws at least they make sense. Our favorite state of Texas has surprisingly less useful laws such as; “needing to ask your neighbors permission before eating their garbage, or “its illegal to litter with the intention of flirting.”
With baguettes having such cultural importance I felt in order to truly understand Parisians life & culture I needed to spend some time with this national symbol. So I ordered some baguettes and waited by the Eiffel Tower for them to arrive.
Here I wait for my second love of carbs in baguette form. One guess to my first love guys. (Hint, It’s shiny and wearable)
You guys thought I would just be walking around with one baguette. I am an American, Its go big or go home!
Viva la France! I am in front of the most visited cultural monument in the world and all I can think about is eating a baguette. Don’t judge me!
What do you guys think of a baguette art frame, this is the age of contemporary art anything is possible, no? (yes guys I am aware the frame is not proper, we were a little high on carbs at this point.)
In utter bliss surrounded by two of my favorite things, Chanel high jewelry & carbs!
No trip to paris is complete without a little duel. Enguard!
I came, I saw, I conquered, Now I’m going on a Parisian Bike Ride.
We couldn’t let all the baguettes go to waste so we handed them out to homeless people and feed the remainder to pigeons. Sorry Parisians I know you like your pigeons as much as the average New Yorker does. Hope your not too mad at me for feeding 500 pigeons. Disclaimer: I actually like pigeons I had a pet pigeon named Snowy when I was younger.