Pink Velvet – Victoria Chepa [EN]

Submitted: April 20, 2016

Author’s note: This is a song inspired by the French rock group Dreadful Hippies. A friend of mine wrote a song named “Blue Velvet” about unhealthy love that leads to violence. My work is called “Pink Velvet”;  it is the response of a lovelorn girl who feels unreciprocated affections.

Pink Velvet

If you asked me to describe Paris in one word, I would say it’s a fancy glass of black rum. 

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France: Bon à Savoir

Saturday, December 19, 2015—Budapest

“Hi, there. Could you tell me where the check-in counter for easyJet is, please?” I said nonchalantly with a smile to the young lady at the information desk.

She looked up at me, then at her watch, and said, “The check-in is over.”

“Oh, that’s odd,” I replied, seemingly unaware of the grave meaning behind her blunt, four-word sentence. “But luggage drop-off ends half an hour before take-off, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, sir, it does.”

Bemused, I gestured to my timepiece—it showed 6:25pm. I reasoned, “And the flight is at 7:55pm, no?” Her reply made my heart sink.

“No, sir…take-off is at 6:55pm.”

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A small gallery of my trip to France during Christmas – baguettes, Bordeaux, Sauternes, camembert, but sadly no mimes. Paris and Caen.

A journal of my visit can be found here.