Evelyn Meudon Whore ❤️

About Marseille

So yeah, she’s my kinda hero—sassy, messy, real. Like *Blue Is the Warmest Color*, all passion and chaos. “I don’t care, I want you!”—that’s her motto, probs. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who gives a toss? She’s a whirlwind, a queen, a bloody masterpiece. You lot better respect her, or I’m barring the gates—YOU SHALL NOT PASS! Whore or not, she’s epic, end of story.

Introduction

She used her influence to help her father become seigneur of Meudon, Master of waters and forests of Île de France, of Champagne and of Brie.

I love those hidden parks too – Parc de l'Observatoire, and the sleepy Les Berges de la Seine. The Seine itself cuts through town with this elegant flow, just like my massage strokes. It’s odd how rivers can calm ya down, right? I always say, "I want to feel real!" when I watch the Seine at sunset, drippin' with magic.

My Meudon: Explore the Town Just Outside Paris