My faux Parisian afternoon at the bottom of the world.

spirals seemed to be a theme this past weekend. maybe it was my birthday...
someone recently told me that according to some cultures, once you reach 30 you start going backwards towards your birth...so according to this theory, i guess i've reached my apex. cyclical indeed.

there were a lot of reasons to celebrate last night...guy fawkes day brought out the fireworks, but we all knew who the real star of the show was.