It was a year and a half ago tonight that Frenchy and I finally stopped pining for each other across the IESE campus and during our band rehearsals and stole a secret (or so we thought) kiss behind a curtain at Otto Zutz. And since that moment, I've enjoyed the best 18 months of my life. An initial whirlwind turned into a dream.
Every day he makes me feel like a queen, and every day I think about how lucky I am to be with the most wonderful guy on earth. Earss, if you're French. Never in my wildest dreams did I think my time at IESE would lead to me finding the perfect guy, but hey I guess it was somehow worth the agony of accounting and the hell of corporate finance to end up with the greatest gift I could ever hope for.
Frenchy, you rock my world. Tu roques mon monde!