Moving to Paris must be most women's dream...the city of fashion, flowers, and fornication, la ville of love, lust, and le Louvre. What more could a girl ask for?
Some days it doesn’t always matter where you are. When you follow your husband from job to job, country to country, small town to big city, you remain a trailer wife, like that little piece of toilet paper that gets stuck on a shoe and flails helplessly behind with each step….trying desperately not to step in the merde.