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Foreign men

Well, I’ve gone and done it…I found myself a handsome suitor.  (er?)  Whatevs.  While in Martinique, I met my friend’s now-brother-in-law, and we spent the night dancing.  (She had a faboo DJ come in to spin records until 9am). He was immediately taken with me, and while he was forward, I was dismissive.  He’s the oldest brother of four (read: heir) and women swoon over him constantly…I was not impressed.  This impressed him, and a crush ensued.  ARGH.  Why must he live in Paris!?