Honey and I spent a weekend in Montreal. The temps are really cooking in Canada at the moment. The city heat, lots of walking around town, popping in several of my usual clothing stores – and we were good for a nachos-chicken wings-sweet potato fries-wine diner experience. I love to make my Frenchie discover real America. Wide eyed and amazed.
I like the edginess of Montreal. Lots of bohemian vibes, artsy looking people and at the same time that modern, urban buzz. Big cities inspire and overwhelm at the same time. There are lots of things that can boost you in what you want to be, yet existing in the big mass is not a given. It’s a quest for balance. Being safe and secure, loved and supported, yet not bored or missing out on life.
For the longest time I felt like the place you lived in defined who you were. Parisians or Londoners were cool. Those residing in a place no one could place on the map… not cool. But is that really so? Isn’t your worth in who you are – period? If you feel confident in yourself here, you will feel that anywhere.
As I enjoy my less-crowded-than-Paris outdoor pool, this is what I will be meditating on. The freedom to move and breathe. Less stuff going on, for sure, yet maybe my fashions and personality get to be noticed more. Not everything has been seen yet. I can be the heroine of my story – today. Happy mind games.