STEP 1: Tell husband you feel sick. Ask for soup. Expect canned chicken noodle … gasp in shock and love as he makes preparations for homemade French Onion Soup.

STEP 2: Collect all your recipe item needs, the most important being your husband {since he does most/all of the actual cooking}. Put on your flirty apron because if you can’t be helpful in the kitchen, you can at least look cute for your handsome, chef-of-a-husband.

INGREDIENTS:
1/3 cup olive oil
6–7 large onions
4 large cloves garlic, crushed
Sea salt
Black pepper
Crushed red pepper
3 tablespoons flour
8 cups low sodium beef broth
1/3 cup rose wine
1/3 cup Worcestershire sauce
1 cup water
1/2 teaspoon thyme
1/2 teaspoon oregano
1 bay leaf
French loaf
Gruyere
Smoked Mozzarella

STEP 3: Normally, when it comes to Frank, I believe sharing is caring … HOWEVER, do not share onions with your puggy precious {or any doggie pal for that matter}! Onions are bad. BAD. Deadly. BAD. No onions for Frankers. So instead, let’s include Frank in other ways, i.e. dressing him up in our adorable little apron. Then share a safe treat like carrots.

STEP 4: Assist husband in everything. Smile. Take deep breaths and inhale the yummy cooking goodness.

STEP 5: Eat, savor, sip … feel better. Feel the yummy soup make your throat feel better. Curl up on the couch with M, Frank, NCIS and the soup. Oh, yumm-o.

{Apron gift of Flirty Apron/OpenSky}

Olivier Zahm, your pics are angular and fabulous.

Balenciaga, I ♥ the blending of typography into wardrobe pieces.

{All pics via: Purple Diary + lots more here}

It’s a rain coat!

Adorable 50’s inspired shoes — I ♥ that bow.

(Graphics designed/arranged by © Wonderpug Graphics. Please credit me if you want to use it/link it.)

Recently I just finished ‘Villette’ by Charlotte Brontë. And while the story was lovely — the most exciting part was the French dear Charlotte interspersed between the text — which was then glossaried in the back so that the reader could follow along. So, for three train rides I practiced my French pronunciations and frightened several of my fellow train passengers with my horrible accent (and the fact that I was speaking out loud to myself).

French is so lovely! Even when the little dears are cursing each other it still sounds sweet.  Here are a few of my favorites!

• ‘J’ai menti plusieurs fois’: I have lied many times.
• ‘Ecoutez, cheré grogneuse!’: Listen, you dear old grumbler.
• ‘Désirée a besoin d’une surveillance toute particuliére.’: Désirée requires very carefully looking after.
• ‘caractére intraitable’: obstinate character
• ‘patte de velours’: velvet paw
• ‘a quant á ses félicitations, je m’en moque!’: as for her felicitations, I laugh at them
• ‘soit moi, moit une autre’: be it I, or be it another
• ‘orgueil de diable’: demon-like pride

Lovely!

If I buy a ticket to London, abandon my job, my husband and my dog for the day in order to see this new movie … would that be soooo wrong?