Hi. My Name is Izzy. I Have a Problem.

Mom sent two boxes of Pillsbury Funfetti Cake Mix. I'm sure you've tried it before; white cake with multicolored sprinkles, popular for kindergarten birthday parties, brings loads of smiles to you and your loved ones. The thing is, I'm addicted to the stuff. That's right folks, I can't stop. In a moment of desire, I opened first box of cake mix. I stuck in a short espresso spoon and commenced munching. That was two days ago. Today I finished the bag. Oh so good. Oh so yummy. Nicolas suggested that next time I'm in the need for some straight up calories, a "good ol' sac de sucre" would probably be cheaper. He's probably right, but plain sugar just doesn't have the same taste.

On other news, I explored Le Bon Marche this afternoon and found a room of pretty fabrics and buttons!!! Unlike most other department stores in Paris, le Bon Marche seemed low key (probably because it's so expensive). I had never been before and was totally impressed by the selection. If I had money to spent - or ::gasp:: burn - I would be all over that place like dogs to meaty bones. The button room was surprisingly reasonable in the price category and jaw-drop amazing in the selection category. If you've looking for interesting buttons for that cute vintage piece, stop your search and run to le Bon Marche. As an added bonus, the store has a pretty cool gourmet market for the foodie in all of us.