Traveling with Xavier is always a joy. He finds ways to entertain me and more importantly, himself. Ways that any normal person would never come up with.
For example, while sitting in the Air France lounge (a facet of his traveling existence he savors), he turned to me and said with illumination, "How about you put makeup on me." I was jubilant. I loved it. It was such an opportunity. So, I pulled out my eyeliner and mascara and decorated his naturally teeming eyelash area. Here was the result (and I do wish the camera had truly captured the result...the stewardess on the flight kept leaning over him to get a wide-eyed look, telling herself that the next time she came over, the makeup would have disappeared, but alas, it remained. She was disrupted. He was beautiful, alluring and self-possessed):
Later on, after bothering me in various forms, he found a group of Americans who were talking much too loudly and said, "On est dans un pays beaucoup plus petit, ce n'est pas la peine de parler aussi fort." (We are in a much smaller country here - there is no need to speak so loudly).
2 comments:
I love how the eyeliner really enhances those brown beauties of Xavier's.
I wish I could have had a conversation with the airline attendant. She must have been entranced.
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