When doing a project for French class, I found myself on the site of Vogue Paris (in my defense it was for the project and not simply to fuel my shallow needs). To my surprise and utter delight, I can somewhat half ass understand the content. Awesome, turns out spending half my life in elementary chanting the days of the week in French with a teacher who knew nothing of the language herself paid off....somewhat.
On the other hand it is rather exciting. New resource of procrastination!
