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How did I meet Séb? For the new reader just jumping on board this cray train called my blog, this is a good question. He certainly didn't just appear after my personal and emotional tsunami of 2011. After months of a stubborn depression, I really had to force myself to get back out there. 

God, I hate that expression. How does one exactly put themselves "out there" in a city known for being so closed off? Paris isn't exactly that social mecca that Barcelona is. Meeting people, nevermind your soul mate is difficult here!

Fear not little coquine. With the guidance of a French guy friend of mine, I was sent to a dating site called a AdopteUnMec.com where it was a shopping extravaganza of men. Within a week, I started feeling less like a rejected loser and more like a girl gone wild with opportunities for the next adventure at her fingertips.

Here is the original post of me "putting myself out there", and much more exciting, here is a piece I submitted for Girl's Guide to Paris: Shopping for Men in Paris, using my....gasp....real first and middle name.

Scary. I feel naked. 

And for you ladies in Paris wanting instant gratification, check out what happened when Mary Kay of Out and About in Paris went to their temporary free-standing store!

Editor's Note: The article was written over the summer, so some details are slightly off, like our anniversary, which we celebrated two months ago.

12 comments:

  1. i loved it!!! so so great.. and "great time with the store" (hah) x

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    1. Thank you so much for reading! You're always so awesome. : )

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  2. "Fear not little coquine", you're so cute!

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    1. :*)

      Thank you.

      You come out with some cute ones too!

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    1. Thank you so much!!! I'm glad you liked it! : )

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  4. I joined a dating site 10 years ago. I met a few nice guys, but.... Oh the creeps! I could tell you some blood- curdling stories there. There was one who actually looked like Frankenstein, except that Frankie was bound to have a better personality! Ewwwwwwwwwww shudder.....

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    1. Yeah, dating sites are SO hit or miss...mostly miss. I have horror stories from NY. Meeting Seb was a blessing...I think from my father (yeah, I believe in stuff like that).

      I can't to hear your stories when we finally meet!!! I think it will be a lunch and dinner at this point! You know I'm writing down notes, like an outline, so we don't forget any topics. Does that make me a nerd? : /

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  5. Wonderful post! I love your writing style and thoroughly enjoyed the links back to past articles and posts ... you take us on an adventure in which we MUST know what happens next! So glad you stopped by Ooh La Frou Frou this week, lovely. ~xoSanddy

    SANDY M Illustration
    http://oohlafroufrou.blogspot.com

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  6. Wait a minute...you mean your name isn't really Mlle Ella Coquine?! But no matter, I LOVE the article that you wrote for Girl's Guide. Thank goodness that you put Seb in your shopping cart and kept him there. That's just where he should be!

    Thanks for mentioning my post about Sylvia's and my excursion (fact finding mission!) to Adopte un Mec. It was a real eye opening experience.

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    1. Hahahahah NO! Unfortunately I wasn't born with the name coquine! C'est dommage, hein?

      Thank you so much MK for reading the article, and thank you for going under cover at their store! I'm sure that was a trip for you!!! I would have been on "dude overload"!

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