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(1000) jours ensemble.



I know, I know, it's been quiet chez moi for the past few weeks. The truth is that not much has been going on. Even with this gorgeous spring weather we have been graced with, I've been mostly indoors. I have been rewriting my old adventures, tightening up my words, which doesn't exactly make room for new ones as my days are spent essentially living in the past.

A few weeks ago I began an Advanced Memoir class that has also been consuming much of my time from the hours of class readings I have per week, as well my first big class assignment. I submitted a re-written chapter from my memoir that took about three weeks to revise to my (somewhat) satisfaction. So, are you snoozing yet? I wouldn't blame you if you were, I find talking, or rather writing about writing incredibly boring. 

In exciting news, Aurelien and I are heading to New York to get - wait for it - married! We thought we would make it official over there too. Why not? We're not doing the ornate guidette New York wedding that at one point was going to happen, we were thinking something a bit more pastoral. We chose a duck pond near my mother's house to conduct the ceremony, which will be followed by an early dinner at a restaurant in the area with a few friends and family. Simple and small.

We of course are anticipating drama from my Italian family. It wouldn't be a family event if there wasn't any. So far we have received 5 requests about seating from this guest who cannot sit near that guest due to some unreconciled vendetta. There are 30 of us. How many vendettas could their possibly be? I just hope no one tells me on this trip to make a consultation appointment with Dr. Tornambe to consider liposuction. That was, like, a thing one year. 

Breaking out of my writer's hovel, last Friday Aurélien had asked me to meet him at the Hôtel de Ville metro stop at 7:15. No explanation, just meet him there at this time. Since we are seldom in this part of town, not since I moved from la chambre de bonne, I was at a loss. Quel grand mystère! I, however, knew something was up when he left the house in his Repetto white jazz shoes...

In my Friday night best, I arrived early in a black wool Givenchy dress that I pulled out of the caverns on my closet. Ascending from the steps of the metro, I felt the comfort of spring; it was 7 pm and the sun was still shining bright. So, I'm not sure why I thought he would instinctively go into The Body Shop to look for me but while he waited for me just outside, I was "killing" time getting sold all sorts of doodads that I apparently "needed". 43€ later, I thought to peek my head out onto the street, where I found Aurel with a new coif à la Don Draper (when he's not greasy and drunk) holding a bushel of one of my favorite flowers, daisies. 

"Where are we going?" I asked, as we crossed rue du Renard.

"Do you know how annoying you are with surprises?"

"I do," I admitted, "So where are we going?"

In silence we threaded down the tiny cobblestone streets before Châtelet before crossing in front of the Pompidou. At then I got it: he had brought me to the exact same place we met almost three years ago on our blind Adopte Un Mec date. To commemorate 1000 days together, he handed me this, the first movie we saw together:


As you can imagine, I was flush with emotion (even with his head superimposed on Joseph Gordon-Levitt's body!) at the time he took to make this montage of not just photos of us, but photos with friends I have made here, friends back home, family, and Charlotte. Before I could recompose myself because I was embarrassing myself, he re-proposed. Now he went and really done it.

We never really had a story (OK, my mom, her pantyhose and the ring at Nation was a story), and we still didn't have our wedding bands from the French wedding, so now we have both. Just as I was accepting to remarry him in New York, I received my official rite of passage to my life in Paris: a pigeon shit on my Givenchy. And it was just perfect.

I hope you are all enjoying your spring, I hope it has finally warmed up on the east coast, and I wish you all a lovely weekend! Bisous de Paris!

31 comments:

  1. wowee wowee...just when I was enjoying seeing the word 'vendetta' over and over and thinking how romantic to get married again in NY..you go and top that with the movie poster....how great is he? You found a good one there my dear.

    All the best to the both of you...oddly your HHI was on this week randomly so I was watching you "house hunt" with my cheerios...

    have a great weekend....it is fractionally warmer here now...at least the sun is shining for the moment...

    all good things:)

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    1. Vendetta is SO the word of this post! When I say it, I can't help but pull out my strong NY accent that I try to tame when not in Queens or Long Island.

      The movie poster really got me too! AH! The photos are great. One of the larger ones of me holding my cat was a Skype snapshot taken in 2011 when I was in NY and he was in Paris. Charlotte kept hissing at him (we now learned computer screens and reflections creep her out) and pawing at the screen. Much to her chagrin, it has made it into one of our favorite memories.

      Oh, thank you for watching us again on HHI. That experience also goes into our greatest hits. We had such a good time filming it.

      I hope you had a lovely weekend as well. Maybe we've sent some of our good weather over to you because it's been raining all weekend in Paris. It's more romantic than dreary since the city is in bloom. Any flowers by you yet?

      Thank you for your comment. : )

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  2. How adorable! What a sweet, thoughtful present.

    Also, we had an American wedding after our Spanish one, and it was great. (Though we did not make it official; we just had a party hahaha.)

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    1. Thank you! The collage cracks me up because the photos are so disparate, with a lovely rainbow of friends and family. That's what made me cry.

      It's all about double-wedding for us expats. I am so excited to share a slice of our special day with friends and family, who understandably, could not make it to ours. It should be a good time...vendettas and all. : )

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  3. chills chills!!! they wont go away because this is just so damn sweet! you guys are the cutest and have fun in NYC!!! so great and i can't wait to hear all the stories!

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    1. Thank you! It was super sweet and really, a surprise. I had no idea. So, you're in this collage, along with some other bloggy moments like the Kasia workshop. There is a tiny photo of me in your kitchen, we can see your lovely blonde locks. ; )

      Thank you! I am super excited to get back to the city in the spring! I'm on countdown....

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  4. Oh, how lovely! How lucky that you found each other. :)

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    1. Thank you! Who knew I would hit such a home run with online dating? I certainly didn't when I signed up!

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  5. This is the sweetest thing in the whole wide world, and I am SO happy for you two. Even knowing you as briefly as I have, you deserve this love. Yay! To happy marriages! And Stateside weddings! It's enough to make me momentarily forget how much I freaking hate Parisian pigeons.

    Bon courage with the classwork :) xo

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    1. Awww Danielle. Thank you so much. It took a while, but it was worth the wait. When I was your age, oh putain, I was "dating" this creep in Brooklyn and remembered thinking, is this it? I think that's what our mid-20s are about: experiencing what we don't want. Just watch out for those California boys...they can be very charming. ; )

      The pigeons here at out of control. They know they own this city, overfed little bastards!

      Thanks again for your comment!

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  6. I got teary! Your husband made me all teary eyed and verklempt! What a wonderful surprise, bird shit and all ;) BISOUS!

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    1. Thank you, Sara Louise! I started crying too! I had mascara dripping down my cheeks. I looked like Alice Cooper by the end. I was not expecting it at all. I just thought we were going to dinner (although that did follow -- girls gotta be fed.)

      Bisous!

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  7. Nawwww, he's a keeper (the pigeon maybe not so)

    I'm betting on 29 vendettas, and the requirement for a degree in coding theory to arrange them all ;o)

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    1. Yeah, we'll keep him, right? : P

      Vendettas. Ha! I suspect all of you are enjoying that word as much as I am! It's super dramatic.

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  8. This is just the sweetest thing.

    (Also, fingers crossed that no more vendettas or requests come across your inbox.)

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    1. Thank you, Jay. Yes, it was really special and super cute. Hahaha! The vendettas are seemingly coming out left and right. I sure miss a lot of crap being here! Good thing, right?

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  9. So sweet and romantic, and then the "pigeon shit" makes me laugh. You really know how to tell a story! I know your wedding will be wonderful, and bird-poo free.

    I hope that lovely weather holds out, and it doesn't rain much because I'm going to Paris in May for my birthday! London first, then the train to Paris, arriving May 17. I think about this the first thing each morning when I wake up!

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    1. Pigeon shit generally incites a giggle or two, even for the victim. We were laughing...and then were completely grossed out. We may not have pigeon poop at the wedding but duck poop is a guarantee. It is literally a duck pond, these guys are quacking around everywhere. It was my favorite place to go as a little girl.

      Congratulations on celebrating your 40th in Paris! Good for you! It's been a rainy few days, but the sun has come out this year more than I have ever seen it in Paris, so I think you're in luck. If not, Paris is still so pretty in the rain. : ) Bon voyage!

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  10. I'm loving this! What a lovely guy Aurel is (but we already knew that!;)) Congratulations on wedding number 2! What a great way to celebrate your first French wedding anniversary! I'll be with you in thought!:)

    And pigeon shit is supposed to be lucky in France... Like rainy weddings:)

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    1. Thank you! It should be nice. The preparations are coming along, keeping it simple but adding little details here and there. I bought my dress on the honeymoon at my favorite vintage store in LA, which pays homage to the blue wedding dress.

      I definitely took the bird poop as a good thing. It's also good luck for us Italians. Just wished it didn't smell so bad! My Givenchy has since recovered.
      : )

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  11. Lovely story - Who know Photoshop could be so romantic!

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    1. Thank you, Harriet! Photoshop is so romantic, way more than Illustrator, I'd say. ; )

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    1. Ahhh! I can't wait to see you. We need to get lunch before the wedding. I have the perfect place. Will email you.... xo!

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  13. I have quietly followed your escapades for a little over a year, your style and writing voice reminds me so much of Erma Bombeck. Keep writing and I'll keep reading. Love it!

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    1. Hello Rob! I recall a comment or two from you in past posts, so I thank you for continuing to check in.

      I admit I am not familiar with Erma Bombeck but I have just searched her and she seems like my kind of gal. This quote is great: "Never go to your high school reunion pregnant or they will think that is all you have done since you graduated." I will definitely pick up one of her books.

      Thank you for the compliment and thank you again for reading.

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  14. That poster is incredible! Such a good keepsake.

    I wish you lots of luck with your New York wedding! How is the planning going? I'm having difficulty planning a few regions away. I couldn't imagine an ocean away!

    -Shannon

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  15. So romantic. I die! And yay for online dating :)

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  16. Sweetest thing ever :) I've always lliked Aurel (Sebastian hehe)

    Cant wait to hear stories about the second wedding ;)

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  17. That's such a wonderful story! I'm so happy for you :)

    p.s.Daisies are my favorite flowers as well!

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  18. wonderful!
    you have a gift for telling stories!


    http://paristheprincessandthefrogs.blogspot.com/

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