La fin : What now?

It’s difficult to believe and even more difficult to admit but my semester abroad has officially come to an end. All of the concerns, curiosities, questions, excitement, and unknown are now in the past.

Over the course of the past four months, I have grown exponentially in terms of confidence, independence, and openness. I have made friends from all over the world and learned great amounts about other cultures. Of course, I also improved my French tremendously.

To study abroad is to completely change your viewpoint on the world. The more you meet new people and learn about differences between cultures, you start to realize that we’re not all that different after all. A place that was once so foreign and unknown to me is now my second home.

I could not be more grateful for this opportunity and would instantly recommend the experience to anyone considering study abroad. The knowledge gained and relationships built are irreplaceable and incomparable to anything you’ve ever experienced, guaranteed. Caen, Paris, and Rennes have great locations and programs for studying abroad in France!


But wait — your blog is based on your time in France. What now?


Now that I’ve been immersed in the French culture and have a generally good understanding of it, I will dedicate my blog to sharing lifestyle (fashion, beauty, good eats, and health) tips and tricks that can be completed from anywhere in the world. I’m also going to start making more visual content in Chicago so expect some cool videos of Chicago and anywhere else I may have the opportunity to visit (watch for a Youtube channel coming soon!). I’m lucky to have some beautiful French friends with impeccable style so I’m excited to collaborate with them as well.

I look forward to AVEC ANDI’s future! I’m reaching the point in my life where every day is a new adventure and I can’t wait to share that all with you. Even though I’m no longer in France, I hope that you will continue along with this journey avec moi. ☆




City of Light + Love

Oh, you know, just got back from a causal weekend in Paris. A mere 1.5 hour train ride separates me from the city of love so when my boyfriend Marc was finished with his work week spent in Lisbon, we decided to meet for a few days and experience the Parisian magic together. I finished my last exam for the day and was headed home to pack for the weekend. Little did I know that Marc had different plans. I turned the street corner and…


I found this one standing in front of my house!! I’ve honestly never been so surprised in my life. And pleasantly surprised, at that. After packing and showing him a taste of Angers, we hopped on the train back to Paris. I’ve been deprived of sushi so the first order of business was to find some bomb sushi in the Latin Quarter, where we were staying. We ended up at Oi Sushi. The place was packed and only 2 sushi chefs crammed in the minuscule kitchen were grinding out hundreds of rolls. It was insanely fresh and a great value.


After getting buzzed off of sake, it was time to bar hop and make our way over to Concrete, the club we had decided to check out. It takes place on a three-level boat docked on the Seine and is infamous for its all-day parties. It took us about an hour to get in because of the ridiculous line, but it was well worth it. With different DJs on each level, you get the option of music and environment you want throughout the night — its basically three clubs in one. They also served vegetarian hot dogs so kudos on that, Concrete!


Good morning, Paris! We woke to cloudy skies but despite the rain and wind, we leisurely made our way around the city and stopped at a café across from Sainte Chapelle for brunch.


We strolled some more and ended up walking past the Louvre (which was covered up with a tarp — poor visitors who had never seen it before!) and towards l’Arc de Triomphe. It was really starting to get windy and rainy at this point, so we stopped for another coffee break when Marc had the brilliant idea to accompany our cappuccinos with a Nutella pizza. This thing was INSANE. It was a full size pizza smothered in what must have been a full jar of Nutella, topped with powdered sugar and a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Let’s just say it was a sugar rush.


Hyped on caffeine, sugar, and cold air, we braved the weather and made it to the last place on our very unstructured check-list — La Tour Eiffel, obviously. He’d never been to the top so we decided there wasn’t much of an option. I mean, how could we go to Paris and not go up to the top of the Eiffel Tower?!

If we thought it was windy on the ground, we were wrong. 1,096 feet in the air, we were one with the clouds which was actually a cool experience in comparison to seeing the skyline on a clear day. And there was no way the weather could stop us from enjoying a glass of champagne up there.


It was the perfect ending to our short but sweet weekend in Paris! The city of light never fails to fill my heart with happiness, especially when experienced with mon amour.



Painted Paris

Legs crossed, lounging in a café chair alongside la Seine with her elbow resting on the mirrored tabletop. The sun gleams down mimicking spotlights as a musician in the street lets his ambient voice carry with the wind. She balances a delicate wine glass effortlessly between the tips of her fingers and examines which morsel of cheese to enlighten her tastebuds with next.

Picture painted in your head? Great, because that girl was me this past weekend. Or should I say my more confident, put-together alter ego.

Paris does something to you. It’s a city of romance.. of lust.. of luxury. Colors are brighter and music is louder. Paris is a drug to me. Complete and utter infatuation. Scroll on to see some snapshots from my weekend in utopia.

(Brace yourselves for photo overload).

22281101_1913979365295972_1140649524_o22279353_1913979321962643_383969464_o22278920_1913978621962713_552642648_oOur gorgeous Airbnb (just a 10 minute walk from Notre Dame) and the most stereotypical breakfast of all time.


22279195_1913979841962591_2022620985_o22278988_1913979758629266_2080203500_oOur stroll to see Notre Dame on the other side of la Seine.


22218018_1913979578629284_59403695_o22279248_1913979005296008_1136387180_o22311873_1913979488629293_939504906_o22281110_1913978765296032_391233024_oIn front of, in back of, inside of, and on top of the infamous Notre Dame (what a dizzy-ing climb up those spiral stairs!)


22292494_1913978568629385_1875427535_o22281457_1913978885296020_981847713_o22279194_1913978581962717_874492162_oSpent four glorious hours inside Musée d’Orsay. The third photo was taken by someone I don’t know who approached me after taking this and told me I was the girl in the painting. The girl depicted was even wearing the size hoop earrings as me.

Strange coincidence, isn’t it?


22292574_1913979091962666_99335878_oThe absolutely stunning stained glass windows of Sainte-Chapelle.


22281077_1913978661962709_193878714_o22279078_1913978645296044_2011781261_oIt’s absolutely mandatory to stop for a glass of wine before heading over to… 



La Tour Eiffel ! We did go all the way to the very top (against my will) but the beauty could not be captured in photo. However, there was a champagne bar up there! Anyone interested in a 20 euro glass of champagne? 


This weekend was a gift for my soul. If you ever have the chance, do yourself a favor and indulge in the parisien way of life. But for now, you can just tag along avec andi. 🙂