French Husband went to Sanremo with Gina and me. I say that cause whatever we wanted to do he tagged along, even when we spent a healthy amount of time shopping. French Husband detests shopping. Has age softened him? Has going to the brocante made him keen on carrying my bags? Has he given up extreme sports? Is he losing it?
A few of you asked me on my blog post the other day if he was wearing red barrettes in his hair. Yeah, no he wasn't those red things were his red glasses pushed back on top of his head. Though for a while he wore Chelsea's childhood flowered bike helmet when his helmet got crunched. He is a man who doesn't care at all what others think of him. He is refreshing that way.
Nothing better than being yourself.
Free.
Confident.
At ease.
Girling it with us girls.
(Thanks Gina for the photos.)
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