Oui, Je Parle Francais!

Earlier this week I went to a wedding. The bride was a coworker of MJ’s who spoke French. I wished her congradulations, told her she looked beautiful, then had conversations with some of her friends. When one of them turned to MJ and said “You choose beautiful women” (meaning me), I realized we'd all been speaking French the whole time.

I love the French language. A French person can read from the phone book and make it sound like the most erotic thing ever. Automatic ten sexiness points if you speak French. I figure if I learn the language, I will immediately be a total babe. It won't even matter if my hair is messy or I have an entire four-course meal stuck in my teeth. I am hot and I speak French. Bow DOWN.