Bonjour Ã tous! We’re so excited to welcome our newest bee to the hive! Please join me in welcoming Miss Parisian!
Miss Parisian, Pittsburgh
Age & Occupation: 27, Contract Coordinator for a University
Fiance’s Age & Occupation: 31, Retail Real Estate Manager
Engagement Date: March 26, 2012
Wedding Date: September 2014
Venue: Phipps Conservatory, Mayernik Center
About Me: I’m a goofy character who appreciates a good pun or cheesy joke, but I’m serious when I need to be. I’m a research contract coordinator by day and a business student by night, and I moonlight as a promotional model. I consider myself somewhat of a contradiction in a lot of ways, because I love being at home, cooking, baking, crafting, playing with my cats and goofy French bulldog (aptly named Josie and the Pussycats), reading or watching TV, but I also like to go out and party it up with my friends and coworkers. I thought I’d be married (possibly with children) by 25, and here I am, 27 and unwed, though at least making progress toward it. I planned on going to law school and being a judge, but life got in the way, and working full time seemed like a better choice. I’m frugal, but I love to shop, and I’ll spend money on quality goods. I spare no expense gifting my friends and family at the holidays and in between. I’m very generous with my money, as well as my time and energy, fiercely loyal, and super loving. I also consider myself a general bad-ass and think I may get beer muscles at the bar, though my good sense keeps me from actually getting in bar fights (most of the time). I can be really quiet and reserved, with a very mellow personality, but I can also tell inappropriate jokes, and I enjoy watching people squirm in awkward situations. I’m really a nice person, but I’m also super stubborn. Most importantly, I love Mister P. He’s the yin to my yang; he completes me and balances my shortcomings (and vice versa). He remembers every musical artist, song title, and which album that track is from, but he doesn’t know song lyrics; I don’t know who the artist is or what it’s called, but I can sing it. I read books cover to cover; he reads until he gets the gist of it, and then figures why waste the time finishing it? He’s scatterbrained where I’m organized. I keep him on track, and he keeps me from taking myself too seriously. He’s private, and I’m a long-winded over-sharer, so here we are—buckle up! You’re in for a ride!