Louise J. Murphy

Louise J. Murphy Lost in Paris, found in your dreams. 🇫🇷💋 Living for late nights, good wine, and moments that make you look twice. Care to join?

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26/03/2026

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We don't 'date'. We just drink wine together until one of us decides to move in. 🍷🤷‍♀️"I saw a video about "American Dat...
10/02/2026

We don't 'date'. We just drink wine together until one of us decides to move in. 🍷🤷‍♀️"

I saw a video about "American Dating Rules" today—the 3-Day Rule, the "Exclusive Talk," the "First Date Dinner." 🤯

In Paris? Non. We don't do that.

Here is the French Dating Lifecycle:

We meet at a terrasse. We drink wine. 🍷

We talk for 6 hours about art, politics, and why the cheese is good.

We do it again the next night.

Suddenly, his toothbrush is in my bathroom. 🪥

I guess we are married now?

There is no "Will you be my girlfriend?" moment. It’s just... vibes.

It’s chaotic. It’s confusing. But honestly, I prefer the mystery. Who needs rules when you have red wine?

Which style do you prefer? The structured American way, or the chaotic French way? Tell me! 👇

Walking 10km a day because taking the Uber is cheating. Also, I ate too much cheese. 🧀🚶‍♀️"My phone just buzzed. "Congra...
10/02/2026

Walking 10km a day because taking the Uber is cheating. Also, I ate too much cheese. 🧀🚶‍♀️"

My phone just buzzed. "Congratulations, you hit 15,000 steps!" 🎉

Do I feel fit? No. Do my feet feel like they are on fire? Yes. 🔥

People ask how Parisians stay thin while eating bread, cheese, and drinking wine constantly. This is the secret: We never stop moving.

Taking an Uber for a 20-minute walk? That’s social su***de. We walk. Even in the rain. Even in heels (okay, maybe sneakers hidden in my bag).

Honestly, half of this walking is just guilt-cardio to burn off the Raclette I had for dinner last night. This city is basically one giant, beautiful treadmill. 😅

What is your daily step count? Are you or ? Tell me below! 👇

Paris is amazing. But leaving Paris for the weekend is even better. Bye! 🚄👋"I love Paris. Really, I do. ❤️But let’s be h...
10/02/2026

Paris is amazing. But leaving Paris for the weekend is even better. Bye! 🚄👋"

I love Paris. Really, I do. ❤️

But let’s be honest: The best thing about Paris on a Friday afternoon is the TGV (High-Speed Train) that takes us out of it!

We spend all week complaining about the noise, the metro, and the people. So, the moment the clock hits 5 PM? We run to Gare de Lyon like we are in the Olympics. 🏃‍♀️💨

Destination: Anywhere with grass, silence, and fresh air. Normandy? The South? It doesn't matter. As long as there are no sirens and no tourists.

See you on Monday, Paris. (Maybe). 😉

Where is your favorite place to escape to? 🌊🌲 Tell me! 👇

Sunday rule: If you didn't buy a fresh baguette by 10 AM, did you even wake up? 🥖☀️"There are laws in this country, and ...
10/02/2026

Sunday rule: If you didn't buy a fresh baguette by 10 AM, did you even wake up? 🥖☀️"

There are laws in this country, and then there are The Unwritten Rules of Sunday.

You must wake up, put on a coat over your pajamas (we all do it), and stand in line at the boulangerie.

You must buy a Baguette Tradition (never the white industrial bread! 🚫).

You must eat the Quignon (the crispy end piece) while walking home.

If your baguette is still whole when you get back to your apartment... are you even really French? 🤔

It is 10:15 AM, and my quignon is already gone. The guilt is real, but the crunch was worth it.

Did you secure your bread this morning? Or are you still in bed? Tell me! 👇

It’s -2°C but we are still sitting on the terrace. Why? Because we have style (and heating lamps). ☕️❄️My fingers are bl...
10/02/2026

It’s -2°C but we are still sitting on the terrace. Why? Because we have style (and heating lamps). ☕️❄️

My fingers are blue. I can't feel my toes. But will I sit inside the café?

JAMAIS! (Never!) 🚫

There is an unwritten rule in Paris: The Terrace is not just a place to sit; it is a lifestyle. Even in the middle of winter.

We wrap ourselves in 3 scarves, sit under the orange glow of the heating lamp, and pretend we are totally comfortable. 🥶💅

Why? Because drinking coffee behind a glass window is just... sad. We need to people-watch! We need to judge everyone walking by! And you can't do that properly from inside.

So yes, I am freezing. But at least I look chic doing it.

Are you brave enough to join , or are you sitting inside where it's warm (and boring)? Tell me! 👇

"I’m not angry, I’m just Parisian. Complaining is our national sport. 😤🇫🇷"My non-French friends always ask me: "Louise, ...
10/02/2026

"I’m not angry, I’m just Parisian. Complaining is our national sport. 😤🇫🇷"

My non-French friends always ask me: "Louise, why do you look so annoyed?"

I have to explain to them: I am not annoyed. I am just passionate.

In Paris, we don't do "toxic positivity." We do "Râler" (grumbling). It is our national sport, and honestly, we deserve a gold medal. 🥇

We complain about:

The weather (too hot, too cold, too gray). ☔️

The Metro (too late, too crowded, too smelly). 🚇

The coffee (too expensive). ☕️

The tourists (walking too slow). 🚶‍♂️🐢

If a Parisian is smiling too much, be careful. They are probably plotting something.

What are YOU complaining about today? Let it all out in the comments! I promise I won't judge (I'll just complain with you). 👇

"My apartment is 15m². I can cook dinner without leaving my bed. It’s not small, it’s 'cozy'. 🏠🤏"Welcome to my crib! ✨It...
10/02/2026

"My apartment is 15m². I can cook dinner without leaving my bed. It’s not small, it’s 'cozy'. 🏠🤏"

Welcome to my crib! ✨

It’s 15 square meters of pure Parisian luxury.

Real estate agents call it "Charmant" (Charming). I call it "I can stir my pasta while checking my emails in bed." 🍝💻🛌

The shower is in the kitchen. The toilet is in the hallway. And I pay 850 Euros a month for the privilege of hearing my neighbor sneeze.

But hey, at least I don't have to walk far to get a snack! Everything is within arm's reach. Literally.

Who else is living the life in Paris? Let’s cry together in our 10m² palaces! 😂👇

"Survival of the fittest: Taking Metro Line 13 at 8 AM. Wish me luck. 🚇💀"If you think the "Hunger Games" was intense, yo...
10/02/2026

"Survival of the fittest: Taking Metro Line 13 at 8 AM. Wish me luck. 🚇💀"

If you think the "Hunger Games" was intense, you haven't tried to get on Metro Line 13 during rush hour. 😩

It’s 8:30 AM. I am currently:

Squashed against the glass door.

Smelling someone’s armpit.

Wondering if I will ever see daylight again.

We don't need a gym membership in Paris; we just wrestle our way into the train every morning. It’s a full-body workout. 💪

And of course, the driver just announced "Incident technique" (Technical problem). We are stuck in the tunnel. Classic.

Send help. Or coffee. Or a helicopter. 🚁☕️

Tag your "Metro Buddy" who knows this pain! 👇

"No, we don't wear berets every day. Stop asking. 🥖🚫  "I need to say this for the 100th time: "Emily in Paris" is a lie....
10/02/2026

"No, we don't wear berets every day. Stop asking. 🥖🚫 "

I need to say this for the 100th time: "Emily in Paris" is a lie. 😂

If you walk around Paris, the only people wearing bright red berets are... tourists.

We don't wake up, put on a beret, grab a baguette, and skip down the street singing. That only happens on Netflix!

Real Parisian Style is:

Wearing all black (or grey, if we are feeling crazy). 🖤

Messy hair that looks like we just got out of bed.

A scarf (even in summer, because... fashion).

Walking fast and looking slightly annoyed at everyone. 😒

So please, when you visit my city, leave the red beret at home. Unless you want us to know immediately that you are a tourist! 😉

What is the biggest stereotype people believe about YOUR country? Tell me! 👇

Walking home alone at 2 AM in Paris... Safe or Scary? You won't believe what happened. 🌙😱"My heart was pounding so hard,...
09/02/2026

Walking home alone at 2 AM in Paris... Safe or Scary? You won't believe what happened. 🌙😱"

My heart was pounding so hard, I thought it would jump out of my chest. 💓

It was 2 AM. I couldn't find a taxi, so I decided to walk the 10 minutes to my apartment. The streets were empty. The streetlights were flickering.

Then, I heard it. Click. Clack. Click. Clack.

Footsteps behind me. Fast ones.

I stopped. They stopped. I walked faster. They walked faster.

My Sri Lankan "safety instinct" kicked in. I gripped my keys between my fingers, ready to fight. 👊 I spun around, ready to scream...

And saw...

A very old French grandmother walking her tiny poodle. 🐩👵

She looked at my terrified face, smiled sweetly, and said, "Bonsoir Mademoiselle, lovely night for a walk, isn't it?"

I almost fainted from relief! 😂

We grow up being told that the night is dangerous. And yes, you have to be careful everywhere. But sometimes, the only monster in the dark is just our own fear.

(But seriously, don't tell my Amma I walked home alone! 🤫)

Have you ever scared yourself for no reason? Tell me your story! 👇

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