Speaking of fabulous French things; a friend of mine was in Brussels, Belgium over the weekend making me jealous with frontline pictures of my new favorite place, Johnny Velvet. Because she is evil. Unless she has brought me back some shoes and perhaps a nice boy to make me waffles. Because then she is back in my good graces. I hear those waffles are delightful. If you’re ever in the area, Johnny Velvet is located at 1 rue de l’hopital. I think. If I’m wrong you’ll just be wandering around Belgium aimlessly, which would still make me quite jealous. And by “if” I mean that you should probably plan a trip around this place because it looks like the inside of my head. And yes, that’s a good thing.

And don’t even think about crawling into one of their dressing rooms and making a home for yourself like Natalie Portman in “Where the Heart Is.” The spot will already be très occupée by me. I’m just killing you with the French, aren’t I?