One of my little fantasies (particularly during lockdown) is to piss off and have a weekend by myself in Paris…no husband, no children, no cat…just me wandering the streets, visiting museums, reading my book in peace, eating allllll the good food and drinking plenty of wine. Cliched maybe, but Id love to soak it all in. As others have said though, I don’t think this culture vulture will be doing any of that…I reckon she’ll head to McDonalds, be searching manically for “healthy” patisseries, and be more interested in racking up her steps looking for insta shots…erghhhh