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Marion's breasts ...

Big month for Mario Cotillard ...

On May 15, Marion Cotillard received from the hands of departmental Frederic Mitterrand, the distinction of Chevalier des Arts et Lettres. Confused by the charisma of the kid, the elected official French culture has long sought its way into the folds of the beautiful blouse before pushing the needle of the decoration in the tender skin of the chest. Marion dropped a little cry of surprise and pain.



If Marion had put her pretty little prostheses, no doubt that Mitterrand'll have been decorating the actress while admiring her pretty face while praising the while embracing on both cheeks.
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It's funny, right?
I love when actors come out of their comfort zone and dare to register different, quirky, absurd. With no happiness or elsewhere. It is ironic that Marion's breasts were covered extensively in recent days as the talented actress has nothing to hide!

Will Vasaline Come Off Car Windows?

Is there a shrink in the house?

When Titanic
flocked to the screens of the world, I had to be one of the only people to keep their heads above water. I have not succumbed to the handsome Leo. I think I waited a good time to get carried away by the wave. The wave has engulfed my expectations on a day when I was discussing the film with one of my friends.
- It's sad that Leo dies at the end.
- Leo dies at the end of the film?
- Yeah, you do not remember?
- I have not seen the film.
- Hon.
- Do not worry, know that Leo drowned under an iceberg, that does not tempt me. I do not want to worry about him during his agony until 3:30. It's true what

. I'm not a prude but when I become attached to characters, I like to know the form at the end of the story. This syndrome has grown since the birth of my third child.

Sometimes I start a movie, stop and ask my boyfriend to tell me the end.
- Ben
watch the movie - No, I'd rather you tell me.
- You're dreaming ... look, it's worth it.
Obviously, this is the reply that makes me angry.
- Why do not you want to tell me? Makes you tell me what's the purpose?

Exasperated, he told me the end without nuances, without emotion, no nothing ... and this lack of intensity suits me perfectly. The film, narrated with the same sensitivity that a traffic report negates my anxieties and those I have for the character.
latter becomes fictitious.


I feel sometimes reckless: I recently ventured to watch Schindler's list in one go. The little red coat haunts me still.



same goes for books ... I admit that sometimes I look at the last page of a book, not to know the end, just to make sure my character is fine.

My girlfriend Jennifer gave me a beautiful book by Philippe Claudel's granddaughter Mr. Linh. It tells the wanderings of an old Vietnamese who cares for her granddaughter. It's touching, it is painful, it's beautiful.
At the end, Mr. Linh is hit by a car ... As he lies dying on the last page of the book, I verify that the granddaughter has nothing. It is safe! Call Genevieve, relieved and so reassured
- The granddaughter of Mr. Linh has nothing!
- you kidding me?
- How?
- It because it's not really his daughter
- If so, is his little girl, it says in the title!
- No, there you kidding me!
- Do not understand.
- The little girl is a doll. It is the doll of her real little girl who is dead. That's what's beautiful.
- (...)



While I digest the information, she returns to the story backwards, drawing my attention to details that would have had to put a flea in his ear, pointing Big game felt a passage
obvious ... I do not listen really, I keep thinking the little girl and especially to Mr. Linh. I hope he will recover.

Can Dino Morea Speak Italian?

accessory but essential

The other night I watched an episode of the new series Mirador, this famous series to the sauce Ying-Yang's happening in the world of public relations. I summarize: two rivals vie for the attention of their boss father, who owns a public relations agency which operates a battalion of PR struggling with their desires, their problems, their privacy. Each episode begins with a HUGE scandal that leads to a crisis that MEGA be managed in 60 minutes top chrono interspersed commercials to amortize the cost of the series: $ 700 000 per episode.

Feverish, I attended the press conference which was to determine the outcome of that crisis when suddenly
- They are not forced to prop.
- How?
- You notice anything?
I panic for a second, I scan the screen trying to find details that I missed ... in vain.
- Uh, what should I notice?
- The flash cameras!
- Do not walk?
- But no! It's been ages since we no longer use this kind of flash ... was good for film cameras that!
- The what?
- Why not flash cubes while they swim in the open anachronism?
- cubes of what?
- I can not believe the prop had thought about great design pantry in the office of the boss but have emerged the old flashes Scoop!
- Scoop? Ah I know!
- Frankly, all the photographers of the world march to digital with the appropriate flash ... Everyone knows, especially at the CBC ... Friends

props, please, can you resolve this situation as soon as possible story that I can follow the adventures of this remake of Abel and Cain without pause theoretical history flash through the ages. Thank you.

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From stew to the menu

The other night I decided to concoct a vegetarian bolognese sauce for my tribe of hungry. Obviously I do not tell them that j'escamote chopped meat for a nice big block of tofu.
I return an onion, cut very small pieces of carrots, celery, yellow peppers and red, all the same size to create a beautiful visual harmony in the pot. I'll blow mushrooms in a little garlic (that tastier), add a large can of canned tomatoes and finally j'émiette tofu so that it passes unnoticed. It looks like it snowed in the sauce. It's very gratifying and very seasonal.
I let it simmer for a few hours ...

Before leave for a moment, I warn my husband that dinner is almost ready and the only thing to do is cook pasta ... that's all. Pasta, sauce. And dinner is ready.
Upon my return, the house smells of a delicious promise. I entered the kitchen, hungry and eager to taste the sauce sumptuous.

sauce ... where's my sauce?

The pot is always on the plate but my sauce packed with vegetables bobbed was replaced by a uniform pinkish magma and studded with small white dots, tofu!

- What happened?
- I have not found the meat
- Well no, I told you I put tofu instead
- I thought it was feta
- Why is everything floss?
- For the feta melts properly
- But it's not feta, tofu is
- Yes, but now there's more pieces and children do not like the pieces in the soup, you know
- But it's not soup, it's the sauce %?&*$/ "
- Do not worry, the taste is the same
- Ah, the taste is the same? Okay, do you spoil yourself!

Thursday in pasta, lasagna Friday, Saturday with the omelet ... Unleash the flavor, invest in a blender is so much cheaper!

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