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I'mEva Marie

French student and blogger

Welcome to Free the freckles, where I love to write about anything that comes to my mind, with no taboo. I’m 22, I’ve got freckles (you get it now) and I’m a grumpy French, sometimes, who writes in English. I love books, cats, le barbu, pizzas and Dicaprio. Besides that, there is not much that you need to know about me. Except that his blog has seen is first day back in 2017, and I'm proud that I manage to keep it that long.


On journaling

The other day, I saw something that really annoyed me. This person was just mocking the whole process of having a personal diary, as if it was only a childish thing that we did when we were young. I was really angry because I felt personally offended as I always had a journal. Of course, this person surely did not mean any arm and definitely did not attack me, but still. I was pissed by this stupid reflection.

Journaling is becoming trendy now, and I think it’s cool. Especially for people like me who have always had a notebook, but were not confident enough to share the fact that they owned it. It was like reading back then, a really uncool thing to do (ah!). But now, people can share everything they want about their way of journaling. And I’m going to talk about mine today.

When I talk about journaling, for me, it simply means writing my thoughts on a journal. Nothing too crazy, I like to keep it simple. I experimented a lot, but now I found something that suits me well: a lined notebook where I write a page entirely whenever I want, mostly once a day. I don’t use many pens or draw inside (I can’t draw), I just write. I tried to be a more creative with other notebook, but I’m just really bad at it and the result never satisfied me. Now, having straight lines and everything pleasing for the eye is way easier for me. And the reason I write one entire page every time (despite for the aesthetic) is to force myself to go deeper in my thoughts, to write everything I have in mind, especially the things that bothered me or make me anxious. One page is enough, and I always feel a bit lighter when I close the notebook. Before this one, I had a dotted one with too much space and I ended up writing small amount of things every other day without being really deep. Therefore, it did not help me in any way. Because, this is the thing, it has to be therapeutic for me. I don’t write things down just for me to remember them, I write them down to feel better, to actually put words on how I feel. Sometimes, you have something in mind, but it’s only when you write it down that you can really put your finger on it and work on it.

I have been journaling, or keeping a diary (whatever you call it), since forever, really. My first journal had puppies on the cover with green pages and a key to open it. I loved it as it was a safe space for me, something private where I could write what I wanted (mostly who I was in love that day, the joy of being 8). Then, I kept asking my mom for new ones when I finished it. Until today. I kept most of them, mostly to remember where I’m from, what I’ve been through and to keep memories.

The whole process of journaling is so positive for me. Sometimes I can be quite scared to write down what’s wrong, but in the end, I know I will feel better after doing so. I understand the power of words on yourself, the power that your thoughts can have regarding self-reflection. And knowing all of that was probably why I was angry when hearing this person mocking journaling. Actually, this person did not know what they was talking about because journaling is something personal, private, intimate that you create. It gives you the opportunity to be free, creative, to put memories inside, to write about the good and the bad. It’s a personal space where you can feel safe. And it has been a great journey for me.

Do you keep a notebook with your thoughts? Or do you have something really personal and creative that makes you feel better ?

Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty

Five mothers, five lives, one death. The tricky relationships inside a family, the appearances that can fool everyone. This book talks about sexual assault, motherhood, friendship, violence, love, facade.

You may have come across this story through the HBO TVshow. I found it so great with golden actresses and this particular mood (and the songs, THE SONGS!). It was well made, and very true to the book for the most part. Therefore, I had to read the book. The fact that I already knew the story and how the book ends did not bother me. I really like the fact that the actors matched perfectly their characters.

Now, my opinion on the book. Well, I loved it! Generally, it was well written, coherent and it felt real. I find it difficult to have stories that seem real as if it could happen, but this book, except a few details, gave me this feeling of reality. Especially when it comes to the tricky relationships between a mother with her children, them growing and becoming their own person. Or the difficulty for a woman to find a place for everything she is in her life: a woman, a mother, a wife, and more. Those things gave depth to the book, and I’m sure a lot of moms can relate to this book. Of course, I found that other details of the book were a bit too much: this little war zone that the school is between mothers, the French au pair that had to be attractive to married dad (I was a French au pair, this cliché is quite annoying), the perfection of Celeste and her perfect face. However, they were not things that really had a bad effect on the book, like I said, they are just details.

Probably the biggest thing is the book is the multitude of subjects mentioned: motherhood, violence, rape, bullying or toxic relationships. They all feel real, are written perfectly. We don’t have that much details on violence between a woman and her husband or for the sexual assault, but we don’t need more than what is revealed to us. Everything in this book is perfectly measured so that it is not boring nor too long or too short.

Another interesting thing is façade on people’s life, what they show to the world, to their friends. The perfect life does not exist for ANYONE, and the book proves it. Photos on social medias are just photos and do not actually show the reality and the whole context of it. You can hide behind what you show of yourself/family to other, but at the end of the day, the whole thing is just a façade that could easily break.

Now, the only negative point would be the end. I was expecting a bit more pages, more details. I knew what was going to happen, therefore I was a bit disappointed when I saw how quick the book ended. And with the next season of the show, it’s probable that the book has a different end to the series, this is probably also why I was disappointed. But except the end (and the very first pages that I did not understand in regard of the whole book, maybe I missed something), I really liked the book and I would highly recommend it, as much as the TV series.

Have you read the book or watched the show? What's your opinion?

Chez nous


When I was 15, my big dream was to live in Paris and become a writer. Those were the two things very closed to my heart. At that time, I did not even know Paris as I had been there only once or twice when I was younger, but still. I knew that somehow, I belonged to Paris. Whenever I thought about it, I had this inspiration coming to me. This feeling that it made sense to be there, to live this dream life that I wanted so much. And when finally I had the chance to spend a day in the city, I became even more in love with it. I could not explain it, it’s something I felt. The romantic side of the city, the history at every corner, like living in a postcard. Then, I grew up. My dreams changed and the reality of life came to me. Paris stayed in my mind, but was soon to be replaced by London. Another city very close to my heart, but that I’m more familiar with.

And now, I’m my tiny shoe box (or studio) that I’ve been calling my home for 3 years, still away from Paris, I’m writing this blog post without quite realizing what is happening. What was one a dream is now becoming a reality: I’m moving to Paris with my boyfriend (and our future cat). As I have not seen the apartment yet or moved anything, it does not seem quite real, but I can’t tell you how happy I am. It feels right (and about time!), I feel ready to tackle this next chapter to our lives. It’s actually not that far away from Rennes (where I live), but the thing is, it’s been two years since we’ve been waiting to live together more than 2 days a week, so this is really exciting to. 

I’m going there this week, so prepare yourself to have more apartment (and cats) related blog post. But, for the moment I’m spending too much time on YouTube, watching DIY and rental makeover on a budget, or on pinterest. I have so many ideas, and I’m also really happy that le barbu and I think about the same things when it comes to the furniture and how to make this space feels like ours. I cannot wait for this next chapter, how crazy scary and amazing it sounds. So, I guess I’ll see you very soon!

PS: We’ve spend an entire afternoon putting this plan together after a trip to Ikea, imagining where things will go, which colors and everything. This step was already very exciting even if right now we’ve got pretty much nothing. 

100 kms of London

London has this energy, this atmosphere that is unique and quite incredible. Even the smell of this city is different, people are different. Everything is moving fast and can make you a bit overwhelmed when you’re not used to it. But, I’ve been waiting to go back the moment I left the city almost three years ago. And I could not be more exited to go back there with le barbu, walk in the same street I walked in what seems today another lifetime. 

We stayed at Park Grand Paddington Court hotel which was perfectly located: less than five minutes from Hyde Park, between two tube stations that went to the center. The street was quiet (and so pretty), but the moment you turn to another street you could feel the vibrant atmosphere of the city. I highly recommend the hotel and the location (which has plenty of hotels) if you were wondering where to stay in London.

We arrived at St Pancras and went straight to the hotel. We took the long way, but we found so many cute streets that it was worth it. Then, we headed to Camden Town because what area could be more perfect to really feel the London vibe than this? Sadly it was already late and most of the shops there were closed and there was not many people around. But, at least we looked at the place itself and I had never really notice how pretty the architecture there was in the market. Before we left, le barbu had his first experience of bad bakery in England. It’s not against the UK, but let me tell you, France is way better at croissant and pain au chocolat!

We went to Leicester Square, again, to be in the very heart of London and live the experience fully from day one! We found a place to eat which I do not really recommend (the music was way too loud and the pizzas not so good), and visit the huge Lego store next door. Even if you are not interested in these kinds of stuff, just go inside. You’ll see the most incredible Lego construction, and can even leave with a customized Lego people (or whatever you call them).

I had booked to go to the Sky Garden (you can’t go without a reservation even if it’s free!), so this is where we went the morning. Before that, we walked around the City and made a few stops stops: first  at Saint Paul Cathedral, then at this incredible and slightly hidden place called Saint Dunstan. It’s an abandoned church in the middle of high business buildings and it’s really lovely. We also stopped at Leadendhall Market, which is also something nice to see in the area (do we see it in the first Harry Potter movie?!). Then, we queued up for the Sky Garden. Sadly it was raining by the time we get there so we could not go outside, but still, it was really nice. You can see everywhere around the tower and the place itself is also quite nice even if it’s mostly about taking photos and selfies everywhere.

Then we went to one of my favorite pizzeria in England: Zizzi (I mean, do you English people do even know what it means in French?). We went to the one just next to the Thames and the view was pretty cool. And the pizza (+ desserts) was as good as I remembered. Then, we decided to go to Regent Street, Mayfair and Oxford Street. And we did pretty nothing else than Primark. I know, but do not judge us please. Then, we went straight back to the hotel (this store is unbelievably tiring as hell!) and had Fish and Chips in bed (bad decision for the smells, and what is about this huge portion of fish they gave? How do people eat everything?).

A bright sunny morning to go to Notting Hill. I went a few times there and I never really understand why people loved this area so much. I still have not yet figured it out, it was nice but not that great. Yes the colorful houses are pretty, but I don’t know, I don’t find it amazing. However, we still got some pictures before going to Covent Garden. On the opposite, I loved the area even more. The place it’s so young, cool and energetic. There are so many things to see, even on the Covent Garden Piazza (we event went twice to buy a cool card of London there!).

For the afternoon, we went to Sevenoaks. It’s just 30 minutes by train, before Tunbridge Wells and this was where I lived. It was really special for me to go back there and show this part of my life to my boyfriend. Nothing much had changed, but it still seemed different. The house I used to live in is now the home of strangers, the street seemed smaller and the people different. But, I guess, in three years, things (and me) have time to change. Yet, it felt strange and great to return there. If you are in the area, I highly recommend the Knole Park (it’s huge and there are stags everywhere).

Then we went back to the hotel in London to rest a little (we walked a lot that day in Sevenoaks, no tube nor anything…), and decided to go to Nando’s in Baker Street. It was really loud and I felt pretty tired + sore throat, so not that great of a combo! But it was still nice, full bellies!

We went to South Kensington, which I was SO excited about because it’s my favorite area in London (I’m French, so it does sounds nice in a foreign country to have lots of other French around). We just walked in the pretty streets of the area and went to Harrods which I believe is a must see. It’s a bit of a labyrinth, but still.

We headed to the park to have a nice walk (another one…) and go to Marble Arch in order to (finally) get a bus to go to the Tower Bridge. It was actually our first time in one of this red bus and we loved it! We were like little kids looking everywhere. It’s an experience in itself even if the way they drive there is terrifying! So, we only made a quick stop at Trafalgar Square then headed to the Tower Bridge to have another walk to the Queen’s Walk. I always recommend it because it’s nice, just along the Thames. But we were pretty tired so we shortened the walk to go to St James Park. We made a quick stop (my back was killing me…) and headed back to the very center in Covent Garden and eat at … Zizzi’s again. 

Sadly, it was our last day and we had to check out. Before leaving, we made a short stop to the British Museum, and headed to Covent Garden (again) to find a place to eat before going back to the hotel for our suitcases and head to the Eurostar to go back to Paris.

It was really sad to leave, and we were quite tired. But, I just loved this trip, it brought back so many memories and created new ones. It did feel different, but it still felt like such a nice place to be. And I’m really looking forward to go back there again…

What did I read this month ? #2

I thought I could do those posts every month and ... I was wrong. I still read way more than last year, but my priorities are more on my exams and planning my future at the moment. Therefore, the books have taken a step back lately. But, I still wanted to do this post for the month of April. Although I have a lot of unfinished books (the - only - negative point of having a kindle: wayyyy too much choice), I managed to read a few books that I wanted to talk about here.

Call Me By Your Name by André Aciman

Alright, I'm starting with the most recent one but also because it took me so long to read it. I'm still struggling on making an opinion on it. Well, here the thing. I saw the movie first last summer and I LOVED it. I thought it was so good because of so many things like the atmosphere, the environment, the feelings between the different characters and their complicity. Everything that is said between words and behind the silence. I did not really want to read the book, but I still read it. Half of it is mostly waiting with the protagonist, and the other half is wondering why he is changing his mind every 5 pages. But, all of his reflection and thoughts are amazing, it's poetic, romantic, beautiful and innocent. I did find the same atmosphere in the book, however I did not enjoy it as much as the movie, sadly.

Les Loyautés by Delphine de Vigan

First, let me say that I had this feeling of "déjà vu" the whole time reading this book, as if I've already read something like this before. And secondly, I love Delphine de Vigan's book. She is one of my favorite French author because of her writing. It's so poetic, simple, she says it all in a few lines. Nothing is fake, we can easily find ourselves in her characters. Her books are like mirrors, and this one is the same as the others. It's good, not amazing, but still. We find her style again, her characters that are so like us: imperfect, human, deprived of superficiality. She writes feelings like anyone. It's touching, heartbreaking even. Well, you feel something when you read this book.

The Kiss Quotient by Helen Hoang

Okay, where to start? I generally enjoyed reading the book, but that's it. The book itself is not that good. Let's say that you take 50 shades and After, you mix them together and then you have the Kiss Quotient. Again, a story about an inexperienced girl who meets a sex god and they fall in love, obviously she has no self-confidence and he is tormented. Does it remind you of something? It's so cliché, so annoying, so flat ... You don't have anything in terms of sentiment, just too people wanting to have sex all the time because it's what you do at the beginning of whatever this is. They messed up, but they find themselves again. No suspense, nothing. It's just nice to read if you don't want to read something deep and complicated. Beside that, it's not a good romance. All the interesting things that could be interesting to tackle are just left aside because writing about the feeling of a fabric on the skin is more interesting apparently...

I read a few more books, but those three are the only one where I really have something to say, the other are just good. I'm probably going to read more during the next few months as I will have finally finished my exams and have therefore more free time (= reading time). I'm hoping to see you again next month for May reads.


Don't feel stupid if you don't like what everyone else pretend to love.

Emma Watson

Actress and Feminist

I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat.

Rebecca West

Author and Feminist

I used to think that freedom was being not attached to anything. I've been working on redefining that, that freedom is not about being not attached to people. You can still be free when people love you.

Jemima Kirke


Rennes, France