We Found Love at Rosemont

Stay positive and happy. Work hard and don’t give up hope. Be open to criticism and keep learning. Surround yourself with happy, warm and genuine people.

—Tena Desae

Yeah, so I’m pretty sure we took the titles Lord and Lady of the Manor to a whole other level for our anniversary/my birthday getaway, but could there have been a greater display of wealth and splendor?¿—and no—I do not mean the opulent staircase, Grand Portico, or majestic grounds of the Historic Rosemont Manor. No, while all of the latter is surely breathtaking, I am speaking of the hearts that move about the manor, center stage and behind the scenes—those who host the elegant tea parties, tend to the stately grounds, prepare and serve the delectable breakfast dishes, maintain the cleanliness of such an immaculate estate—and even those with fur and glowing eyes that scare the heebie-jeebies out of you in the midnight hours as you travel through the gate after a charming dinner in Old Town Winchester. Yes, I am speaking of the hearts we embraced which beat like Sioux feet, and embraced us back with love and that “oh my goodness, Sister Sue is the plug” for homemade jam! Yes, my loves, four months and some change later Frank and I are in still in love with Rosemont.

You know us—we live for love, and we love how we love. You are well aware by now that our art separately and combined is always our highest expression of our love—so even on our anniversary we loved so hard and made the most of our time. Some days this can be a challenge, but the Rosemont tribe ensured that we could make the most of the one day we had to spare in our busy bee day-to-day. I mean seriously mis Andestagōnwa I got a chance to twirl like a madwoman about one of the grandest porticoes western Virginia has to offer—literally, until I was dizzy—without as much as an awkward side eye. You know you have had an undeniably ravishing time when you leave a place and your only “regret” is not taking your beautiful hostesses up on the invitation to slide across the luxuriously kept hardwood floors…in your socks.

Of course, you will find millions and millions of places all around the globe that would make for wonderful wedding venues, tea parties, one-night stays, and humble vacation getaways, but when you find a place that comes jam-packed with good energy and good people who simply love to love, and enjoy being good company just as much as they enjoy having good company—you cherish them—you hold those places near and dear to your heart. You remember them, do your best not to forget them—and you show them off, because you desire the world to see that it does not take cookie cutter people, yes men or people who you have known for years and years, or those who you are sure share your every belief, viewpoint, favorite dish, opinion or taste in fashion per se. No, it only takes people who are willing to love just as much as you are willing to give this world a blossoming future. Rosemont blossoms. Spring has sprung, Summer has budded and despite Autumn swiftly approaching, we can be certain Rosemont is still buzzing and will still be buzzing with love come Winter snowfall.

So, where will you be having your next spot of tea my loves? Where will you unwind in your next luxurious bubble bath? Where will you tie the love knot, if not in and around love?…

My Favorite Spot: Eh, everywhere was divine! but definitely the Grand Portico for its sublime views, the Einstein Room for its quietly complex Einsteiness, and the Kennedy Suite—I simply adored the painting of Lady Kennedy! ^_^ #sayidorosemont. Continue reading “We Found Love at Rosemont”

We Never Tangle Perfectly — Love Advice Sex Advice

We never tangle perfectly—no such thing.

It takes two they say to tangle. By law, the latter manifests a perfect imperfection—and in love no thing is wrong because all moves toward a beautiful righteousness. There are days we creak, some we crack, others we go and we go on and on. Heat. No cares for gas and electric bills. The entire house transforms into our playground, something like a speedway—no restrictions, but every round is practice—most end in untamable laughter, involuntary exhales, untranslatable words.

 

—♥S. Marie

 


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Blood, Muddy Water, and Naturalized Soup - LoveTrips™

Blood bound, muddy water and naturalized soup

it don’t matter—it’s all love, all familia, tribe.

We know, blood is thicker than water, and that soup can be served very thin. Yet, sometimes the extra contents of a body of water or bowl of soup can make blood almost irrelevant if you can catch my drift.

See being bound by blood to someone or someones is something I can never change—neither can you. However, relationships with your blood bound can change. Fortunately or unfortunately, many relationships do change, and some never do…some remain tight from day one, some continue to grow stronger with each passing year, others dissipate slowly or rapidly into distance. So while we may be bound by blood and have sense of obligation to a person, a love that cannot be severed by its very nature, we may not have the close ties regardless of how hard we try to force ourselves upon each other—and in the grand scheme of things as wrong as this may seem, it’s always divine, always righteous. Continue reading “Blood bound, muddy water and naturalized soup”

#rebelflags - Egypt English - Loveologist at LoveTrips— the BLOG

black belts and #rebelflags | Things my Didd’a Taught Me.

I stomped a child out on the blacktop back in kindergarten one time ’cause he said that his dad could beat my dad in a Karate match; turned out, his daddy and my daddy were good friends, even taught Karate in the same building for years—knew Karate was more about the ability to harness the power of your own spirit than the like of your two fists or your two feet—had nothing to do with competition because true power was derived from within—the ability to control not your opponent, but yourself—long story short, we are old friends now.

—♥E, on slaying demons Continue reading “black belts and #rebelflags | Things my Didd’a Taught Me.”

1 month, $1000 Budget - The Bewedded

50 mouths to feed on low-low wedding budget—7 Tips | #WeddedWednesday

Food! You can’t have a wedding without food—well you can, but why on Earth would you want to? There are many ways to save tons of money when it comes to your wedding reception, especially if you are dedicated to staying true to your budget. By now, I am sure we have all heard the ancient proverb “It takes a village to raise a child…” well, for Frank and I, in our respective tribes you could say we never really reach true adulthood in our parent’s eyes. Some days this placement within the tribal hierarchy can prove to be a charming nuisance, but on most days, it will prove to be a perfect reflection of Mother Nature’s consistent nurturing of the life she created.  That said…everyone has a family! —blood or water-based, your family is family…it’s always tribal. Continue reading “50 mouths to feed on low-low wedding budget—7 Tips | #WeddedWednesday”

#WeddingTales | Hors d'oeuvre, Fine Wine and a Jacuzzi to Overflow

#WeddingTales | Hors d’oeuvres, Fine Wine and a Jacuzzi to Overflow

You remember that thing I said about everyone’s lavish isn’t your lavish…right? Well, I’m proof in the pudding. In the honeymoon planning process, Frank will tell you I booked and unbooked—scoured many hotels for exactly what we desired for our honeymoon stay within our budget. At the top of the list…a Jacuzzi. Continue reading “#WeddingTales | Hors d’oeuvres, Fine Wine and a Jacuzzi to Overflow”

#WeddedWednesday | Dead horses...& diamonds cut from blood — #BrokeandBougie

Dead horses, the unconventional…& diamonds cut from blood | #BrokeandBougie

Okay, so back to “How to live a fun & lavish life on a low-low budget?”

My intention is to always look my best and always be an unapologetic reflection—representation of my own light. Thus, I get to pick and choose at my own free will the trends and fades I indulge in, the places I go, the events I attend, and the spoils I spend my hard-earned coins on. Despite the fancy high-end price tags for generic sweatshop manufactured pieces and the glitz and glam of flashy lights, I choose my lavish. Continue reading “Dead horses, the unconventional…& diamonds cut from blood | #BrokeandBougie”

RAIN on Our LOVE | #WeddedWednesday #ClearingDrafts

Our Malem was blessed with many showers of love, and although Wehe Ehimpe had settled around us with a Wanañi chill, all of our hearts were filled with warmth.

Unity—

We chose to tie the knot amongst family and friends both golden and young, and two who’ve yet to witness the sunshine or the rain for the first time. The raindrops descended from the heavens upon our knot, and if you know anything about the physical tying and untying of knots—you know a wet knot is a pretty difficult knot to undo. Thus, I praise our stars as often as I can for validating our love, and seeing to it that it remains strong, unwavering and everlasting. Continue reading “RAIN on Our LOVE | #WeddedWednesday #ClearingDrafts”

Wedding vs Marriage?¿ —#WeddedWednesday|#BrokeandBougie

Wedding vs Marriage?¿ —#WeddedWednesday|#BrokeandBougie

“I don’t really want to marry you, I just want a lavish wedding…”  said someone somewhere boldy mmm…or possibly in confidence. . .

I’m not sure what’s gotten into people nowadays, but we have an annoying tendency to insist on putting the cart before the horse. We rush down the aisle…and sometimes it is simply for the purpose of saying “We’s married now!” The sad truth is—just because you performed a wedding ceremony and exchanged vows does not necessarily constitute that you are indeed married. Sorry, but not sorry to rain on anyone’s parade—eh, it rained own our wedding day, and I couldn’t have been more elated. Continue reading “Wedding vs Marriage?¿ —#WeddedWednesday|#BrokeandBougie”