BENOIT & SERGIO - WALK AND TALK

She doesn’t wash her hair, doesn’t wash her clothes.
Just sits on the couch watching television shows.

WHAT A WICKED THING TO SAY.

You can really find out where you stand in two nights.
TWO nights.

Some things matter, I guess. Some things don't, I guess.

I just want to matter.

YOU ARE SO HOT.

Gush gush gush, amirite?!

STROKE THAT SHINY COAT.

Whoa hoa hoa. Super sultry. Songs like this make me wanna hit a martini bar in my go to black dress.. which I accidentally ripped on a broken door frame at a warehouse party, BUT HEY.. with a song like this following me, I'd like to think few would notice. Hawt hawt hawt.
Monsieur-dame, can I come with you
As you both look awfully kind
This alley and me are through
Let me tell you what I've got in mind

Truth be told I've been here, I've done this all before.

Right, my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand
I'd say I told you so but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can't take this place,no I can't take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space

A MEAL AND AN UBER.

Nothing like dinner with a view, right?! I bounce back and forth between two feelings when I'm travelling, the first is this sense of home. It's something like, "This is normal. I belong here. Casual. Here I am". The second is this sense of disbelief. It's something like, "Holy shit, I can't believe I'm actually here right now. I'm here. Living THIS??!!?!". Someone sign me up as a travel blogger, I feel it's really my calling.

Try calling a cab to a mountain though, impossible. Our chef actually ended up driving us home. A meal and an uber. What a time to be alive.