Nine months later – the spell is unbroken
Nine months ago today, I got up in the morning and put on a red angel costume and headed to Mardi Gras. It was Fat Tuesday. I was with loved ones (also angels). By midmorning, I was standing in the Faubourg Marigny looking into the eyes of the woman I would fall madly in love with, open my life to, and plan my future around.
Your life can change in a moment.
I remember so vividly, this moment, like I was in slow motion, approaching MiMi’s, a woman had caught my attention, her back was to me but she seemed familiar – a pink cowboy hat hung from her neck – she slowly turned as J approached her, our eyes met, locked – cupid’s arrow flew steadfast, piercing me in my big gay heart, and from that moment on, I have been under her spell.
Just too good to be true: