What summer is to you

Between exams, drama at school, the heat, and constant tiredness, the last few weeks have been quite hectic for me – to say the least. I still can’t fully wrap my head around the fact that I’m forever done with school as I know it! But ultimately, school being over means summer is officially starting!

Summer is far from being my favorite season. I’m more of a « transition » seasons type of gal: I love autumn and spring. Summer gets too hot, I never tan, my eyelashes and brows disappear (even tho they barely existed in the first place). But somewhere along the way, I just realized summer doesn’t have to be that bad – so here are little things that have been making summer great for now.


After exams ended, I finally got to spend time with friends. And curiously, ending school made me love spending more time with them. Exit, toxic, judgemental, mean people. Felt good to make memories with people I felt comfortable with. We went to festivals, to parties, to the swimming pool, had dinner on  the rooftop, tried to survive the heat together (and ended up almost all falling asleep in front of the tv at 2pm), we failed at getting a tan and couldn’t stop laughing at how red we looked when we got back home. It’s moment like these I associate with summer.



I’ve always been weird with notebooks. I’d buy lots of them (unable to resist when I’d see a cute one) and would leave them unopened and untouched for the longest time, sitting in my closet. But lately, I’ve started using these still-blank notebooks, for everything. I use one as a bullet journal, another one as a way to keep track of my health, food intake and mood, and others as art journals. I write down my goals, ideas, wishes, plans. It feels nice to write everything down, it’s a nice way to have a clear idea of what’s to come.



Summer is when the days are getting longer, when my mind is getting lighter,  nights are getting warmer, and so are the colors of the sunset! That’s the view from my apartment. I had never realized how mesmerizing it could actually be…I love discovering unexpected beauty in places that don’t really usually stand out, places I pass by every day. And I’ve been spending a lot of time by my window or on the rooftop contemplating those lights.


2 min laters

These photos were literally taken five minutes apart.

Finally taking time to declutter

Throwing away all my school notes I had accumulated over the years was therapeutic, to be honest. It marked the beginning of a long sorting process, using the Konmari method. Even though I have yet to sell all my old clothes, it enables me to make a better use of my space. I have so many ideas to make over my room. But for now, all I’ve made over is my ACNL room…To be continued.

Looking forward to sharing more content with you! I hope y’all have the nicest summer! What makes it great for you?



p-s: don’t be a stranger!

ig: heartpeaches
tumblr: egg-plant





I’m writing this from the comfort of my bed – finally!! It’s past 2 am and I just studied for my economics exam tomorrow. I’ve been doing this for a week, I’m exhausted and can’t wait for finals to end! I just wanted to post a short, kinda useless update on here before I start posting real articles

1 – Life’s been pretty busy lately – exams, orientation, planning trips,…

2 – I really want to make something of this blog. Now that exams are about to end, I’m finally gonna be on holidays, and I plan on really be dedicated to creating new content (I finally bought Photoshop it made me so happy!!!). I’ve been especially thinking about what direction I want to blog to take, what I wanna create – I’m such at a turning point in my life and feel like I’m overwhelmed with inspiration and opportunities to take so I’m trying to make this into something tangible!

3 –  The first step towards this was to create an IG for the blog, so I finally made it! I really wanted to make myself a safe place where I could be my own self 🌻 I don’t know exactly what I’ll post but I’ll try to keep it interesting!

heartpeaches – it would be real cool if you’d check it out 🐕🐕🐕


See you real soon,


Weekend getaway

Before you read…

1 – Hit the « visit » button so you’re able to see the moving pictures

2 – To listen while you read

May, 25th

7:24 I’m waking up in my friend’s bed. My head is still spinning for the night before and I look a mess. I hand her a bottle of water, draw the curtains close, grab the rest of my clothes, wave her goodbye and leave.

9:53 After I got enough to sleep to properly function, I proceed to work on one of the six « art » pieces I have to prepare for an exam next week. I can’t get anything to look like I want to but the sunlight feels warm on my skin and painting is soothing.


17:28 I get on the train that’s gonna bring me to the South-West coast of France. Both my phone and computer’s battery ran out, so I spend this time planning everything I have to do by next week in my journal. It really helps me take my mind off things for a while – I’ve been constantly stressing out lately but writing it out makes getting things done seems less out of reach than it did before.

May, 26th

8:26 I’m woken up by the sound of voices outside. I’m late! I quickly grab some shorts, a bralette and a random t-shirt and I’m off to yoga. It’s been so long since I’ve walked on a beach, and every step I take, I sink in the soft and warm sand. I’ve missed it so much.

9:00 The yoga class takes place on a small esplanade near the beach. It’s almost my first time going to a class and I’m praying it won’t be too difficult because if I’m honest,  I terribly lack flexibility. But as I follow the voice of the instructor, I progressively relax and begin to enjoy the moment. The birds are chirping, the morning sunlight caresses my skin, and I can hear the ocean from here. Everything feels comforting.

giphy (5).gif

10:03 After yoga class, we have breakfast at a small local place. The world is waking, people start filling the places around us. I get to eat my first peach of the season, a fruit also known as my favorite food on earth (hence my blog name).

5:17 We spend the rest of the evening on the beach. I’m in love with these waves, I’m in love with the changing lights. I try (and fail) to capture the beauty of it, but I stay a good hour just contemplating, and swimming.

giphy-downsized-large (1)

May 27th

12:03 The surf shop is a small wooden cabana near the beach. My dad’s friend hands me a wetting suit, still salty from yesterday. I grab a longboard, rest it on my head, and proceed to walk from the cabana to the water. It’s low tide. My arms hurt there’s nothing I’d exchange to be somewhere else.

The conditions aren’t the best to surf today, but, and it’s so weird saying that, I feel the urge to swim. To stay in the water, to drift with the current. To feel the waves roll up under me before pounding on the sand. I stay there for a while.

16:29 I’m working of another of the 6 art projects due next week…it’s all coming along but so much’s left to do…


19:51 My parents’ friends’ daughter (yes) teaches me how to perform a cartwheel. It’s one of those basic things I never really learned to do, like diving.

After a lot of laughing, a lot of ridiculous falling and especially a lot of side glances, I finally perform something that resembles a cartwheel. Or at least, let’s say, my version of it.


Looking back, I can see these posts aren’t the most interesting, but in a way they are little reminders of moments I cherish. See you soon,


For the 2017 me to remember

A few months ago, on the train that brought me back to Paris from Brussels on Christmas, I wrote down a few of my resolutions for the year to come, not really thinking I would ever read it again.

But recently, as I was looking through my Google Drive documents to retrieve my notes so I could revise for my exams, I stumbled upon it – and truth be told, I was surprised how accurate it still was for me…

Here’s a letter full of reminders – from me, to me and to whoever reads this.

Do everything you engage in with passion

Like, literally. One of your main weaknesses is how you tend to give up so easily and replace it with something new instead.  Make a blog? Keep it, even if you’re not “famous” just yet and you’re the only one reading it. That’s just fine…Start a journal? Keep writing in it, even if it means writing only a line a day sometimes. Talk to people? Don’t leave them on « read », don’t avoid them, go further! Want to have a life? Move the f*ck out your bed…just remember there’s only one way to improve, at anything, and that’s to keep going.


Remember this: « you can’t dance with the devil and wonder why you’re in hell ». Read this how you want, but for me, it’s such a meaningful reminder : you can’t wonder why you’re not getting any better at drawing if you never practice, you can’t wonder why you’re not invited to this party if you barely talk to the person organizing it, you can’t wonder why you’re not healthy when all you eat is junk food…The list goes on.

Plan ahead 

IMG_1471Use the 3 planners you bought and never used. By being organized, you’ll stay on top of things, and that’s the way you go. Oh, and also, when you have things to get done, get to it right after you get back from school. We both know this « 5 min-phone break » will last 5 hrs, and you’ll emerge from the sleepy state you’re in too late wondering if looking at dog videos all this time that really worth it.

Use your free time wisely, to improve at useful things. Instagram can wait, seriously. What benefits do you get from seeing your friends’ life on social media? Picture a whimsical world where you use your free time wisely: learn a new language, draw (a lot!!!), listen to new music while reading on your couch, learn to play the guitar (seriously), experiment with photography, learn new things (about artists, what’s happening in the world, cultural references,…). Do things your future self will thank you for.

Do something about what you look like

HUEB0205Part of you needs to accept how you look like. No, you won’t get any surgical intervention later in life. But it doesn’t mean you can’t do anything to alter how you look like. And god knows there are so many things you can do! Keep going to the gym, and stop being on your phone when you’re there, do it seriously. Try and learn to cook new recipes! Bring your own food to school, instead of going to McDonald’s. Drink some water!!!! I can’t stress this enough, it benefits your health, your skin, your soul. Do some research and how to loose that freakin’ double chin, and maybe find something that finally works for you to whiten your teeth. A sane mind in a sane body.

(shout out to myself for this one because I actually really started doing this and I’m feeling. so. much. better)

Use your phone less often

It. Can. Wait. I’m only now realizing how much time I’m losing by being on my phone so often. I mean, when traveling, enjoy instead of being eager to be back to the hotel so you can post on social media. When you’re with people, get off your phone and talk with them!!! Also, distance yourself from social media once in a while. Stop comparing yourself to others, how many likes they got, how perfect their lives look, how successful they seem to be (most of the time it’s not even half as perfect as it appears to be)…Trust me, it’s a much-needed breath of fresh air.

Processed with VSCO with hb2 preset

And you, what about you? Do you have any self-reminders? I’d love to hear about them! Much love, 


My Tokyo photo diary

Note: I’ve got so many drafts on my blog that I could probably drown in them.

I think I’m just overthinking this a bit. I want to be positive and motivated so much, that it just doesn’t happen. And I don’t know where to start, no matter how many ideas I have. I’ve been spending time thinking about this, and I figured out I should try and take baby steps. At least, post something. It doesn’t have to be perfect on the first try – it won’t be. But you gotta start somewhere, right?

Last week was spent in Tokyo, a city I hold close to my heart. And even though I tried to work my way around this, I couldn’t find a way to properly talk about this trip, about how I felt, back there. So I hope this mini photo diary will do instead (baby steps, remember?)









And what about you, what city holds a place close to your heart?

In any case, see ya’ around,





It felt so good

That’s it. We’ve reached it. The time of the year when school becomes as boring as it can get, when days begin to get longer and warmer. I love spring, this transition between being too cold and being too hot (which, in the city, is the worse).  I love witnessing the trees and flowers on my roof grow back by the day. But spring being here also means that this overwhelmingly empty period that goes from January to like – late February, is finally over. And that means my will to live is BACK – here are snippets from last week (tried to make it short)


Annoyed I hadn’t been included in some plans the day before, I decided to take matters into my own hands instead of moping around. At 4, when school finally ended, I went home, took my camera, and took the subway to go for a walk in a district I love: Odéon.

Later, my friend invited me over. It was legit pouring outside, and I couldn’t even begin to express how much I loved it. When I’ve got my umbrella, I love everything about rain: the sound it makes, how it changes the colors reflecting on the sidewalk, how it makes you feel in your own little haven under your umbrella.


I’m not much of a dancer at parties. In clubs, I’m the one whose feet hurt and who wants nothing but to go home to her bed. No, I’m more of like, the one usually chilling on the balcony, talking about life with her closest friends. But I genuinely enjoyed this night. I was surrounded by people I liked, just tipsy enough to find everything fun, and honestly didn’t even see the time passing. We left at 4 am. It was one of the first times I had gone out so late, and I ended up sleeping over at my friend’s. What’s better than pasta and macarons at 5 in the morning?



Waking up the next morning feeling inexplicably guilty, tired and gross, on the opposite, was a different kind of feeling…and boy was it not cool. I came home in my friend’s pajamas (basically) and people in the subway were giving me all kinds of looks. Honestly, I was just praying I wouldn’t run into someone I knew. Once I got home, I took the longest, most satisfying shower ever, and took a little break. The warm morning sunlight was filtering tInkedIMG_3684_LIhrough the curtains, and it made me feel at peace as I read the copy of Elle my mom had left on the counter.

I met with my friend at noon. I hadn’t been to Le Pain Quotidien in a long time and the food was absolutely delicious (note to myself: try to re-create those avocado gomasio toasts at home sometimes).

We then walked around for a good while, in the Marais neighborhood: we discovered some cute shops, bought some overpriced crêpes au nutella, collapsed on the sofa part of an exhibition at the Centre Pompidou (oh god it was so cozy), made some unnecessary trips back and forth to go to a shop which ended up closing as we arrived. Overall, we walked 20,000 footsteps! God was it exhausting.


Around 7, I met up with my mom at a piercer place near Châtelet to get our ears pierced together – the second hole in our right ear.  We stopped by & Other Stories to buy some knick-knacks, as it was closing (Seriously. The automatic door wouldn’t open) and ended up the day by eating au Camion qui fume, before going home and getting…12hrs of sleep.


Kudos to you if you made it to the end. Love,



Even though I created more blogs than what I can remember, I never really stuck to any of them. Why would this be different? It feels as if every time I write something online, I end up constantly rambling about how I’m planning on sticking to my blog, about how I won’t give up and will always keep going…That’s why I’ll spare you the details. Let’s just hope I’ll stick around here for more than 2 days. Or 2 posts.


My name’s Garance, but non-french speakers usually call me G, because you knowthe pronunciation struggle is real. I was born and raised in Paris (well, I’m only 17 so…). I chose to write in English, even tho it’s not my first language because I found myself way too many times struggling to translate English expressions to their equivalent in French – and cringing at the result. So, in advance, please forgive my grammatical mistakes. And I’ll probably still write in French once in a while, though.

I’m the equivalent of a senior in high school, and can’t wait for it to be over. Now that I know which school I’ll be going to (and don’t have any grade requirements of any sort), I’m basically spending my days waiting to get out of the place. It’s true I don’t know what I wanna be yet, but I know for sure it has to be something related to graphic design, photography or like, fashion. I constantly feel inspired, and to be honest, I’m still struggling to put that inspiration into something tangible. And that may be the main purpose of this blog.

There are so many other things I feel like I should say, but I guess I’ll wait for my next posts.

See you there,