I mustache you a question.

I'm sitting at Octane, a local coffeehouse, with my friend Merridith, and we have just fallen in love.

With a mustache.

The man that goes along with the mustache...eh...not so much. But the 'stache itself is a work of art. Think Yosemite Sam but black as a raven and a bit curlier. The mustache is singing right now. We are enthralled by its glorious sound.

If we could take a picture of this misplaced eyebrow, we would. Alas, there is no way to do so discreetly. You'll just have to envision this piece of beauty with that clever little imagination of yours.

The only reason we are writing this right now is because we wanted to make a Missed Connection on Craigslist, but we were too scared to enter such a public forum; the mustache is so worthy of recognition, though, that we couldn't allow it to go completely unacknowledged, so we figured my under-the-radar blog would be a perfect place to rave about the powers of the upper lip plumage. Just to give you an idea of how commanding this 'stache is, our eyes have barely even noticed the pink octopus shirt the 'stache's slave (man) is wearing.

We will never be the same thanks to this experience. May the 'stache be with you.

Peace and love,

Merr T. and Lo B.

Three little words.

I recently (and by "recently" i mean about five minutes ago) decided to conduct my own sort of social experiment. I've always hoped to present myself in the truest way possible to everyone I meet since, let's be honest, nobody likes fake people. It's interesting to think about whether or not I give the same impression to lots of different people, whether or not their perceptions are similar...

So I sent out a mass-text to friends and asked them to describe me with three words. While I'm not going to write them out, I'll have you know that the only word used more than once was "witty" and that was probably just my friends' clever thinking as a way to get the hook-up for their next haircuts...

That being said, it can be the eye-opening experience to find the very core of your being summed up with three little words. I highly recommend checking with your close friends to see what parts of your personality stand out to them and measuring them up to your own self-analysis.

I think my favorite was from my friend Lauren who took a different approach with her three choice words: "Full of life."

I'll take it.

Cheers to constant growth and to a full life!

Peace and love,

Lo B.

Oui, je parle Français.

I'm going to live in France one day.  I feel it in the depths of my soul.  It's a funny thing to know since I've never actually been to France, but I think it's just one of those things that I've always kind of known.  I don't think God gave me a fascination with all things French for no reason...He has plans for me there. 

Quoi, tu me demandes?  Je ne sais pas.  Maybe it will be for a job once I finish at Le Cordon Bleu - Atlanta; maybe it will be for the cultural experience; maybe it will be for missions work (people tend to forget that just because France is a wealthy and successful country it does not mean the citizens are spiritually rich).  I'm guessing it will be a cumulation of the three.

But until I go, I will have to continue to satisfy my desire to live La Vie En Rose through a continued exploration of the country's language, films, music, and, my favorite, the foods (parce que je suis une gourmande).  Here are a few of my favorites in case you want to check them out:

1.  Crêpes.  For apparent reasons.

2.  Amelie -- one of my favorite movies in the world.  If I could choose to be a character in any movie for one day, I would be either Amelie Poulain or Edward Bloom in Big Fish (but for the sake of this post I'll go with Amelie).

3.  "Tout Doucement" by Feist.  Okay, so Leslie Feist is Canadian, but the song is in French....and it's just so happy.

4.  Paris, Je T'aime -- a wonderful collection of 18 short films, one for each of the arrondissements of Paris, made by some obscure and some well-known directors.  A very unique film.  On a side note, an American version called New York, I Love You is going to be released soon...I hope it captures the same diverse moods and unique perspectives of another beautiful city as the original does.

5.  Edith Piaf.  Love her or hate her, she's a legend.  Plus, her music is very fun to listen to while cooking.

6.  The pastries.  I will definitely continue to indulge in these little bites of heaven (specifically from a local French restaurant, Doucer De France) until I'm six feet under.

7.  I'll end with lucky number 7.  I'm currently reading "My Life in France" by Julia Child, and it's really what prompted this whole post.  I think my inner-Julia is dying to escape soon and roam free around the streets of the City of Lights.  I'm really enjoying this book, and I recommend it to anyone that likes to eat, to live life to its fullest, or to do both simultaneously.  

Well, that about wraps things up...In the words of Mrs. Child, "Bon appètit!"

Peace and Love,

Lo B.