Congratulations and most of all merci, merci, merci!
You are the ones My-Reason-For-Living-In-France drew out of the bowl. (It could have been a hat, but it was easier to take a bowl off the shelf in the kitchen. It was a pretty bowl though you’ll be happy to know.)
- Jackie Edwards
- Christie Priem
Please send your addresses to: email@example.com and I’ll pop your cadeaux in the poste.
My hope is that almost everything within will be either difficult or impossible to find outside of France. Christine, my pharmacist friend, helped me put some of the products together. She also gave me a major collection of samples, which I’ve tossed into the box.
You will have beauty and treatment products as well as a lovely savon de Marsailles.
Since it’s more fun to have a surprise, that’s all I will tell you. Hint: Inside is a beauty item I wrote about because I think it’s fun to use and pretty when applied and you told me you couldn’t find it.
Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Everything will go into one of those little makeup bags I like so much, but the new ones, chez Babette (no surprise there) are rather risqué, saying such things — in French — as, Tie Me Up, Caress Me, and another expression, depending upon intonation I’m told by Babette and MRFLIF, that can mean either “Little Devil” or “Bitch” so you see what I mean.
If you prefer to take a pass on those, that’s fine, just tell me in your email. It changes nothing for the products.
I look forward to hearing from you and, as always merci, merci, merci. xo
P.S.: Speaking of cadeaux, you might like to pop over to my friend D.A.’s Huffington Post piece where she discusses the 50s as an age of regrets but also, opportunities.