Jacket

i bought a 'leather' jacket the other day at H&M and it was expensive and is pretty nice. its not actually leather. but it makes me feel/look really tough and also cool and mostly european. i reallly like it a lot. its black. and i like it when i wear it with flowy girly tops. anyways so i wore it today for the first time and i think that it is the reason the following story took place:
so we went to the museum Les Invalides which is a war museum and, first of all we got into it FREE b/c of our 'art cards' which is kind of hilarious b/c it is NOT an art museum.... but the person selling tickets was a boy so we just smiled a lot very lovely-y and asked if it was free with an art-card. [its was 6 euros with a plain student card]. anyways so i was standing around looking in the cases at some ancient armor that was cool and this guy who worked in the museum started talking to me about my camera and i thought 'ok i can talk to this guy-- he works here, itll be short and just improve my french' and so i was like yeah i like to take photos blah blah and then tried to keep looking at the stuff in the displays. BUT he kept following me and trying to talk. i basically just said yes 'oui' to everything. so i told him i was English and then spent 3 minutes trying to explain where i was 'from' in relation to london....hah finally he left and i went to talk to jackie before leaving the room.
but thats not the end. he came back over to me and is all 'arent you going to take photo" and im all 'i have taken lots of photos...' and hes all 'of me. a souviener' and im thinking 'ew. gorss. you are old and balding and creepy.' but instead i told jackie to stand next to him and i just snapped it. and thennnnnn hes all 'do you have email' and i was all 'no.' and jackie is all 'she doesnt have internet.' and hes all 'you have such a technologically advanced camera but no internet?!' and we were all 'yeah. we are old fashioned" and hes all 'but we must communicate!" and i was like well i usually just write people letters sooo..... and then i left. but not in a rude way. im pretty sure he seriously blieved us. im a pretty good liar sometimes. but UGH seriously. he was icky. lots of creepy older men talk to me and smile at me. its gross. but the point of this story is that jackie says it is all because of the new jacket and the fact that it makes me look so hot and irresistable. oh baby.