Parklife.

Back when I was single, or rather, freshly dumped, I used to hate, and I mean HATE when I was told that the right one "is out there". Out where? Out in Jersey and fate was supposed to somehow transport me there to meet this really awesome guy? I have never actively looked for love, being alone as you read from my last post is not a fear, I was just sick of constantly being broken up with. Seriously, I was starting to think that there was something gravely wrong with me. Like did I have halitosis and no one was telling me?
Thanks to the guidance of my friend Thomas who tried to uplift me during those painful days that in no time I would go back to being my slutty self (thanks?). With that, he introduced me to the French dating site Adopte Un Mec. Not looking for anything serious, this cheeky site where I was able to place dudes in my shopping cart and rate them as "favorite products" was beyond perfect and at the same time, so very wrong. (Can you just picture the outrage if this was a site for men and they were able to put women in shopping carts?) Going on a handful of dates that you can read about here on my Girls Guide to Paris piece, unexpectedly, I also met my husband. 
Two years ago yesterday, Aurel and I strolled through Paris, finally stopping in Jardin du Luxembourg to drink soda and talk about music. It's kind of weird that all of this is documented here on a blog, but I'm thankful it is, it makes looking back so much easier! Wanting to recreate that day, I squeezed (squoze?) my over 30 thighs into the same dress I wore that day, and planned a full picnic in the park with rosé champagne, expensive munchies from Nicholas wine shop, shrimp with cocktail and sauce, and pate. 
And it was rainy and cold. Of course it was, it's Paris.
Well that wasn't going to stop me from having my already purchased picnic. Using everything "parky" we have in the house, pulling my herbs and plants out from the window, I created the garden in our living room.

 Voilà! Instant park.
Plus I didn't need a coat! With the left over sky blue tulle that was my wedding veil,  I created a "canopy" to protect us from mythical rainfall.
Setting out all candle holders to give our park a moonlight hue. (merci Kristen and Gwan!)

My fresh mint and basil hopefully not insulted that they were being used as mere props.
And even though we cannot see the Eiffel Tower from  Jardin du Luxembourg, in my park, we can and there she is!
It was the perfect recreation of an already perfect meeting.  I guess the right one was "out there".  Thanks Adopte Un Mec from saving me a trip to Jersey!
Bon early week-end à tous! And to all of you in the States, Happy 4th of July!