dimanche 22 février 2015

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Oh crazy vie !
Dear Blog sphere, let’s be honest, once we have started this flow of sharing, we thought of publishing moments permanently, but les don’t(s) and do(s) lists, work, traffic, and social obligations don’t allow you to keep it up all the time. But it remains always good to come back to you and let you get into our little simple daily folks. As life is always going on since the dawn of time, we always remember our first moments as two strangers ending in their own bubble of magic named Home. Starting the whole thing with “On se voit pour un breuvage? “ moving to their own Titanic love scenes passing  through the “F**k you” scandal of Alabama Monroe kind of movies, and ending always together under the same roof singing “Home is whenever I’m with you..” As The Man has always been a huge fan of the modern world, California, Stoner Rock music, tattoos, and Leila Bekhti’s kind of girls, he was certainly wrong to fall in love with a vintage girl. Madame’s prayers are all about an old Yankee world singing Sinatra’s “New York, New York”, noble materials, une chapellerie, et un salon au 31, rue Cambon près de la place Vendôme...