Tuesday, February 11, 2014

City of Love but no Lover?

Its that time of year again when the place gets filled with Red Kisses and Roses, and chocolates, and its all about the love movies on TV and Facebook gets overly crowded with hash-tags like #bestboyfriendever #sweetestdateever #love #loveforever #lovehim and then I be like #yolo.

Society has slowly forced single people to look at Valentine's Day as a reminder of how lonely and pathetic they are. So, many of us are getting emotionally prepared for what lays ahead of the week and already we feel as if though we're being smothered with all this lovey mushy atmosphere and we 'pretend' to hate it only because we don't have it. But do we really not have it?

Someone asked me a very interesting question. "Cindy you're in the City of Love and you're single. Do you think that'll get to you?"  Now now, friend. I am not bombarding you lol. This is a legit question. Will it hit me? Will I be annoyed and feel as if though a guy is the only thing that will make me feel happy? Chocolates give me bliss all year round. Screw chocolates on Vday. So my fellow singles, will you be sad and empty on Valentines Day? The way the media and society want you to?

I say screw it! I say lift up your head princess or that tiara will fall. I refuse to sit back and mope around the place when I only live once and hold the key to my own happiness. The day will be spent with my friends and it will be filled with love, laughter, food, beer and facebook messages to my friends at home and my family. Because they are my real valentine- they love me and show me throughout the entire year!

So I suggest you get up and go have fun! I will buy myself a red rose (because I can) and I will treat myself to some wine (because I deserve it) and I will dress in red and wear that strawberry flavored lipstick (because its so sexy.) Because I love myself... because I am my own valentine. Because you gotta love life and love all the little things about it. Celebrate the fact that you are loved. Celebrate the fact that you love that movie, and those old pair of jeans. Celebrate that you love spaghetti or maybe sushi. Celebrate love in all that you do!

I am in love with the idea of love and that is my inspiration for this year's Valentine's Day. I will be out taking pictures with my friends and pictures of lovers in the City of Love. I will flirt with life and be charmed by the Parisian sunset. I look forward to one day spending a romantic get away with my future boyfriend (there's no denying that...) but for the meanwhile, I'll have my own adventures and spend the day of love with love <3

I may be Cinderella but I certainly don't need no Prince Charming to come and rescue me...

Bisou Bisou :*

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Castles, Dungeons but no Dragons

Today I walked on grounds where kings, queens, princes and princesses walked before me- centuries ago.

My friends and I visited the Chateaux de St Germain - a royal palace in the Yvelines department- where all of France's kings resided. But according to the visitor's guide, they only lived in the Royal Palace during the sunny days of the year, and then go back to their other castles when the weather was too bad. You know, normal royal people stuff.

The Palace was stunning and a massive structure. It was almost surreal to be standing inside and getting around the place. It now serves as an archaeological museum and its once courtyard is now a public park.

Fire Place ;) 
My heart pounded with curiosity as I entered each room; their arches, enormous windows, the every detail in each center ceiling crest and doorways exhilarated me. There was something sensual about the King's king-sized fireplace. Was this where he would seduce his queen? Or his mistresses?

Would I have enjoyed that? I think maybe yes.

Moving on ...

We strolled outside to the courtyard, and dazed at the scenery of it all. Even thought it's winter and the weather looks depressed- it was beautiful. I bet even the hundreds of servants would forget about a hard day's struggle and take a few minutes to gaze at the horizon of mountains, trees, French earth. The immensity of the Kingdom was that of a fairy-tale book.

Again, the imaginative spirit took me away to centuries back and I smiled as I saw myself in my medieval corset dress- emerald green with gold velvet drapes and golden thread work - strolling in the courtyard overseeing the gardening peasants and having them take the red roses to my headquarters.

Yes, I would've been one of those princesses.
I would've had a gigantic library filled with fiction books and art pieces of my personal private painters. The king would have made for me giant pillows of my favorite color linen and engraved on them stones of the rarest kind- all just for me. (Yes, Ive given this a lot of thought)
 We came across the edge of the courtyard terrace overlooking Paris and what used to be the kingdom's plantations. There were seats along the edge and it wasn't clear to me if they had existed in the days of your majesty or put there for the convenience of tired tourists (the place is HUGE).  Regardless, I bet the princesses had their romantic getaways and mischievous acts of love here. I bet it is an awful romantic place to visit in the spring- when the flowers are all over the park and courtyard and the majestic fountains are turned on. I'm not a princess but I spent the day inside a castle. Not a princess but I had my royal getaway.