I like to pretend I am a matchmaker. I like the idea of bringing two people together and having their hearts wake up in love.
I love the matchmaking process: The first thing I do is drop hints by sharing delicious details about one person to another. Then I like grabbing their hands and leading them to one another, slowly of course. OH I especially like preparing a meal and making sure they sit face to face by one another.
I love sharing secrets of seduction, I like to pretend I know what I am talking about.
"Just touch his foot gently with your foot under the table." I like to tell the Mademoiselles. I tell the Messieurs, "If she touches your foot under the table move your foot closer to hers, and caress it."
They laugh and call me wild, but they do it nevertheless. Seduction is the name of the game and it is fun to play. Don’t you agree?
Which reminds me I need to fill my love potion bottles!
"Remember to wear perfume, and comment on his or hers, lean in to take another smell, try to guess what scent it is… say it smells sexy. Yes sexy!
The dinner party… tidbits to "grignoter" (nibble on,) the sideway glances, the refilling of the empty glass, the accidentally dropped spoon, the leaning over, the passing of the cream sauce, the asking if they want sugar in their tea. Oh those loaded sentences that mean less about serving food and more about serving suggestions.
Match maker who me? I hope my dream comes true!
Photos: Detail of romance feminine style.
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