Did you guys catch The Devils Wear Prada yesterday? Oh busy writing for freebies I see. Okay that was straight up nasty. I vow not to mention anyone in pregnancy cardigan ever again.
I used to envision a dozen lip-smacking macaroons on my desk overlooking the atelier across my apartment while reading VOGUE. I’m anticipating walking across the Jardin des Tuileries in my sharpest suit. My vision kept going on and on, I was indeed very ambitious.
The closest I will ever get a taste of Paris is a bite at these Macaroons. I was craving for Macaroons since watching the Marc Jacobs-Louis Vuitton documentary. It wasn’t easy looking for these macaroons in Singapore. We have McDonalds and TrimSpa at every corner but not macaroons. Why!
When I got hold of some, it has a funny taste and each macaroon have different texture. If I knew it would taste like plasticine, I would just swallow a tub of my niece’s play-doh .it was not what I imagine it to be at all! Which brings us to this: what if the ideal or ‘dream’ that you hope for does not live up to you expectations?