Can you believe that it has been three years since my trip to Europe? My oh my how time flies. Well this post is by request. I've brought up this story a time or two to some friends but here are the full details plus pictures.
My Paris Artist Boyfriend
July 11, 2009
Today was a trip through Paris. We went to the Sacre Coeur Basilica which is incredible and has one of the best views of Paris in my opinion. Walking around the streets behind the basilica Angel and I got cornered by a couple of artists. I did not for one bit care to have my picture drawn. I had better things to spend my money on. I can't even begin to explain how persistent these artists were. They were sweet talking their way all over the place, "We want to draw pretty ladies! Come let us draw you!" We tried pulling the "we don't have enough money" card but then they responded with "Didn't your father send you with money?" (Back story, Angel's dad basically deserted her family and is in Malaysia and she's never seen him...) So Angel tells them she doesn't have a dad and gets herself a discounted price for the drawing. I however had no such story to tell so no discounted price for me!
Angel definitely had the better artist as far as skills go but mine made up for it by being absolutely ridiculous. (So the rest of this might sound completely creepy but it was honestly hysterical. Just add a french accent and enjoy.) The whole time while drawing me he made comments about how beautiful I was. "Oh your'e so yummy I just want to bite you, give me your arm, or your hand!" I seriously didn't know what to do with myself. So I asked him how long he'd been an artist and he told me he'd been a musician before. Which is great and all but I thought he said 'magician'. He goes, "No! Not magician, but I do magic in bed!... Oh sorry I forgot you are Mormon - don't know anything about the sex stuff." I was dying and probably red in the face.
He finished my drawing and took me over to the other artist exclaiming, "Check out my new girlfriend! Don't we look good together?!"
I had to get a picture with him obviously. After a story like that how could I not?! He told me I could grab his ___ during the picture, (insert laugh here because you really don't know how to respond to that except to just laugh at how ridiculous this all is.) And then he gave me a kiss on the forehead. My drawing wasn't even that great and I have no idea where it even is right now but it was completely worth it. If only just for the story.