Lost in translation?

It is a beautiful Sunday in Paris.

I took my moring walk and had coffee and a baguette.

Now working and studying French before I meet with some girls later tonight.

Tomorrow I will start a special diet for my skin because it looks terrible. I don't know if it is the pollution or new face products or both... but somethings gotta give.

The make-up here is so expensive. I spent $65 on foundation and concealer. Crazy!

I spoke with a French girl and she told me France has triple the number of ingredients they ban in the making of cosmetics for fear of carcinogens.

I guess if you think about a nicotine patch absorbing into your skin, then chemicals in make-up can as well.

So, to buy the best possible make-up and beauty products for your skin,,it's gonna cost you big.

Good thing those croissants are only about a dollar a piece...so I guess it all comes out in the wash.

My roommate left for work about an hour ago. 

She called me on the phone to tell me her boyfriend will wash his moto today. I said his car?

And she no and proceeded to make motorcycle noises over the phone. Then she said "bisous" which means kisses.

I can't help but to think I missed something in this conversation??

I decided to study French immediately after.

I guess my pronunciation is not so bad.

Yet no resolution regarding the "moto" situation.

Ok, back to work.