Born in the oldest hospital in Paris (founded in 651) I subsequently spent the first nine years of my life there and its Western suburbs. By nature a ferociously independent and rambunctious child, I was utterly crushed by the French educational system (http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/sep/05/french-schools-pupils-feel-worthless) and somewhat just wasn’t in my element for a few years until came the US of A. Scenes of red corvettes, wind blown hair and movie star glasses became a reality. I was moving to the training grounds of the NY Yankees and to the set of Harmony Korine's latest oeuvre Spring Breakers, the good old Tampa Bay area, FL. Out went my cute flowered dresses, little girl head-bands, French leather shoes and most importantly the accent. Within 6 months I had the spandex shorts, teased, hair-sprayed side bang, oversized puffy-paint shirts and Keds...and I was already trying to convince my mother a fourth grader should be able to start shaving her legs at 9…Sheesh America!
[Disclaimer-in reality somewhat not so black and white, more for effect- France was/is in reality an amazing part of my life. ]
So it goes from that time on, flipping from one coast to the other every few years. I've been in NYC for almost a decade.
And for a bit more clarity I'm a mix between an astronaut and an athlete. What are you?
Last shows: brass band at Barbes and other various smaller shows at what venues are still open in this borough, or maybe contra dancing, lately been listening to James Blake, Hauschka, King Krule, Son House, Ben Frost, Indians, John Cage quite a bit.
Last memorable movies/shows: Transparent, Force Majeure, Hausu, Louie, Broad City, Wet Hot American Summer, Miller's Crossing, Dumplings, Holy Motors, Mauvais Sang, The Kingdom (Riget), Twin Peaks
Food: s'il vous plait? I'm what you call 'une vraie gourmande'!