Fancy Pants

This is undeniably a dumb thing to be obsessed with, but I am all about these adorable French macarons from this place Paulette in L.A. Have I, like, eaten one? No. Mostly because I don't live in L.A. But when I was on the other, chiller coast a few weeks ago, I had to rip myself out of bonkers mindset that was telling me it was totally reasonable to spend $20 on a cab to go to a teensy bakery and buy $12-worth of cookies. Oh, and then spend an hour trying to chase down a taxi to take me back because, hello, hailing cabs in that city is an f-ing breeeeeeeze.

But, come on, look at these things.

HEAVEN.

Don't worry: I'll convince myself it's sane to purchase them online any day now.