There is something about a man in uniform that is irresitable to some women. This is apparently the case with one of my friends. We were going through French customs at Charles de Gaulle Airport, and my friend took a fancy to a handsome, sharply dressed man in uniform, so she decided to flirt with him. I thought she was over the top, so I held back. She turned it on 110%, and got a response from this French civil serviceman. She was all smiles at winning over this new acquaintance with her Tarheel charm! As she was walking away, she was telling me all about him and his European gallantry, his exquisite smile, and remarked on his utterly, utterly sophisticated was the French spelling of his name. "What is it?" I asked. "It's Dwayne, but he spells it D-O-U-A-N-E-S," she replied. I didn't have the heart to tell her that was the French word for customs.
My name is Angélique (or Angel). I'm a Cajun native of New Orleans, LA. I'm a college instructor, married, and enciente. I've had work experiences as diverse as being an instructor, a barista, dog groomer, bartender, and textbook salesperson.
I'm in my late 20's, tall, thin, blonde. And, if you are wondering, let's just say that they are exquisite miniatures. Politically, I'm independent, with contrarian leanings.
I like to exercise with running and dancing, including ballet and pole dancing. Interests are experimental psychology, philosophy, and language. I still have some traces of my accent, despite living here near the Smokies..
The anime character I use as my avatar is Princess Lum. She's a space alien magical girl that I think has a number of traits in common with me. However, I don't guarantee that you can control me simply by grabbing my horns!
I hope you won't mind my odd sense of humor.