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Day 248: Hustle (and hopefully flow).

Illustration found on Paper Taste Buds

Aurélien's New York trip has come to an end and I'm truly sad to see him go. When he first arrived, I was a bit concerned; spending this much time together (especially with my crazy family) can either make or break a budding relationship. In our case, I can say that it only confirmed our compatibility. Me being someone who is easy to get along with is finally with someone who mirrors my (20 days out of the month) fairly temperate manner. Apparently, this harmony resonated because he received nothing but wonderful testimonials from my family and oldest friends.

During this time, being in such close proximity, we learned a lot about each other. He learned that I need to be alone when getting dressed in order to think, calculate and mix and match together looks. After 60 years of marriage, my grandfather has still never seen my grandmother get ready and she has always taught me to present the finishing product without giving away your tricks. Perhaps it's a bit old-fashioned but I think some things should be kept a mystery. For example, me stuffing my juicy thighs in a pair of air-tight Spanx is something that I would prefer Aurélien to not see. As for him, I learned that he does his best thinking while doing the dishes in silence and that the Apple store is to him what Anthropolgie Home is to me - pure consumer bliss.

Last champagne toast together in New York.

Last night I took him to JFK to bid farewell to our well-spent vacation. I'm not sure why I teared up, but I did. Perhaps it was the airport, saying goodbye, the two glasses of red that we had at the terminal bar, but the tears just started flowing which is ludicrous because we're going to see each other in two weeks! Why the drama? Because that's just me, I guess...

My walk back through the terminal was melancholy and absurdly cinematic. For starters, I was wearing a long black chiffon skirt (à la Stevie Nicks) that billowed with each step in my platform suede booties. Seriously, who wears that to the airport? And because he took the last flight out of JFK, by the time I walked back, the airport was desolate. I stood on the moving walkway, along with electronic ambient that was streaming through JFK (I swear it could have been Sigur Ros - kill me now) and black and white flashing video scenes of cities were playing on both walls...Milan, London, New York...and Paris. It was just awful.

So now the big question. Why was I not going with him? Why was I not going home, to the city and the man I love? Because I have paperwork to submit, like my visa. So, this means that I will be dividing my time between Paris and New York, for the next few months, which means I'm going to be broke but if I've learned anything in my years of travel and adventures is how to pinch a penny and enjoy life on the cheap. Let's see what happens...

Don't worry, you guys will be with me every step of the way...I can't keep things from you for that long!

19 comments:

  1. anthropologie! Favorite! and Free People too :)

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    1. That place is addicting! The home section makes me crazy!

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  2. Sounds like the next four months will be exciting for both you and your readers. Good luck achieving your goals! I'll be cheering for you every step of the way.

    And the lone walk in the airport -- I can so relate to how you were feeling. Having to say goodbye to people I love in airports around the world is one of the things I like least about my life.

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    1. Thanks MK!! A bit scary but I'm ready to take on some challenges this year...good challenges, that is!

      Airports can be such a happy place yet such a sad place...it's incredible.

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  3. Oh my heavens! NY, Paris & LA! Thats going to be crazy!
    any airports always make me cry... just an fyi

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    1. Yeah, it's going to be good times. Broke good times...but hey, this is my last hurrah before I, you know, pop out a litter..

      I'm completely joking.

      Thanks for the pinterest follow...I am now addicted..! I have to reserve pinning until the end of day otherwise I'd be doing it all day long!

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  4. Man I love your blog!! Good luck with the new ventures! :)

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  5. wow didn't see that coming!
    better remorse than regret, as your first male reader (official award certified) I support you in this career choice and wish you success.
    Now, reading you one has to put a face on to your character and I can't make my mind up on which face to choose between Kim K. and Gaga or a mix of both which ends up blurry...
    Donc, s'il te plait peux-tu nous montrer ta frimousse?

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    1. J'ai juste two choix? Kim et Lady Gaga? Tu penses que toutes les américaines ressemblent une celebutard et/ou pop star? Aw, c'est chou!

      En fait, je ressemble Gaga plus que Kim (desolée)..!

      Il n'y aura pas de photos de ma "frimousse" en ce moment, mon pote. Tu verras...chaque choses en son temps.. :)

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    2. Two choix! LOL! Le franglais est arrivé!

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  6. Oooh so exciting! Can't wait to hear about all of your adventures! And know whatever it is, it will be fabulous! xo

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  7. I wish Sigur Ros would follow me around everywhere

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  8. Bravo on following your dreams! It'll be crazy, but the adventure will be worth it :)

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  9. OK - I'm about two weeks late here BUT back in Paris and catching up. Your endeavors sound very exciting and I admire your dedication. Make sure you take care of yourself with all the time zone changes. I know when Sir Lancelot traveled a lot (one of the reasons we moved to Paris so he would not be traveling as much), the time changes were such a killer!

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  10. I never get dressed in front of my husband!! He thinks I'm insane but there are way too many tricks o' the trade involved including (but not limited to): painting on my eyebrows, folding ass into skinny jeans, changing tops at minimum three times. It's much more lady like to float into the room, hair blowing, heels on and everything tucked neatly away than to have them see you work for it.

    I'm loving this blog!

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  11. I also need to know what you're up to! If you're anything like me, you have 800 projects happening at once and you will rock each and every one of them. Go girl!

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