A love-hate affair with sketchbooks

And how to de-complexify your thought process

Circa 2008, when I learned to choke down espresso, because it was the cheapest thing on the menu

After 15 years strong, I am a proud-ish Parisienne. (Or 15 years of thickening skin. Hello pachyderm!) “Are you happy to be in Paris?” is not just a throwaway Beyonce lyric, but what French people ask when they first learn that I am American. This will sound…