Catégorie : Chit-Chat

  • And that was July 2020

    And that was July 2020

    What a great month of July we had! It was sunny and warm and there was hardly any rain. Working from home allowed me to enjoy it more: it’s easier to get out at lunch and I’m less tired when I finish work. However, my sun allergy is worse than ever with my arms and…

  • An Honest Review of the Canon EF-S 24mm f/2.8 « Pancake » Lens

    An Honest Review of the Canon EF-S 24mm f/2.8 « Pancake » Lens

    I enjoyed using the Lumix mirrorless camera while I had it, but I love my Canon DSLR. My 7D, remains better in terms of battery life and using full-on manual settings. The main problem lies in its weight, the body itself is 1.8 lb to which I add 1.25 lb with my favourite lens, the Tamron 17–55.…

  • And that was July, August, September and October ’16

    And that was July, August, September and October ’16

    It’s been a long time since I’ve published an article in the English version of Sur un Boeing Bleu de Mer. It is not because I’m out of love for my English-speaking readers. No, it’s because I’ve been having Thoracic Outlet Syndrome (TOS) flare-ups since last July. It left me almost incapacitated and using a…

  • And That Was June 2016

    And That Was June 2016

    June is theoretically the month marking the beginning of summer, but that’s not obvious in Paris this year. Summer comes in spurts with some sunny days followed by several days of gloomy weather. What always impresses me at this northern Parisian latitude is how the days are incredibly long around the summer solstice. If I…

  • Bras: I Can’t Stand to Wear Them Anymore !

    Bras: I Can’t Stand to Wear Them Anymore !

    For those of you who read the feminine press, this affirmation may come at no surprise as it’s becoming more and more popular to stop wearing bras. Many French-speaking bloggers, such as Élodie from Éléonore Bridge or Josiane from Ton Petit Look, did not shy away from telling their stories intimate stories about going braless.…

  • Paris attacks: first stupor and then life

    Paris attacks: first stupor and then life

    Friday, November 13th, after the computer I was working on fatally crashed, I got out of my night class before it was over. I hesitated between walking home and taking the metro – after all, it takes about the same time. I chose travel underground from Rambuteau to Belleville, as I was carrying huge drawings…