Here is how this project very close to my heart began fifteen years ago before i found my husband. Everyone close to me knew i didn't want any one-day -affair or short relationships; i was 32 and thought it was high time to settle in a family life.

They were all ready to help me achieve my project.

First attempts wa a rendez vous arranged by friends at their place one wednesday evening: something like a romantic diner, very eclectic. My friends were both actress and writer and their friend a "famous to be musician." ( He never become famous to my knowing anyhow)

So i made myself at home; i cooled diner with wine, desert and stuff like that. then i made a took a music lesson so as to be able to make a difference between Mozart or whatever great known musician.That was not a real pleasure at his time, i was just coming from my country and knew seldom about classicals.

But i wante to mmet this man and if i should take part in conversation, then i had to make a little effort.

Sevan PM: the door bell rang, I opened to let him get in. An apparentlyly very charming man, no real sex appeal, but very funny and helpful. He was always first to hand salt or pepper or to pour wine when my glass is empty. he helped in the kitchen when everybody stayed sitted.

Very charming but not blond with blue eyes. I used to prefer blond boys with blue eye, don't ask me why, i have no answer to that.

So everything had gone perfect, i was happy to have the opportunity to meet that caretaking, non smoking and funny man, honestly i didn't shrill but i thought he could be a good husband. I remained courteous till 11 PM, he finally decided to leave with the promiss to take me to a concert very soon.

The next day, i heard my friend's husband how pretentious the guy was. he was boasting like a cock. according to his saying, i was much more fond of him than he really was himself.

"she is done, i only have to whistle and she will run after me"

My god, i was very upset and so wa my friends. As i didn't want to break a long time friendship, i preferred to avoid this man and decided to find my husband on my own.

That is how my ad ended up in one of the major parisian's newspapers'matrimonial service.

I just had to wait and see...