Romance

Castiel said:
Damn, here I was thinking that this might be an interesting discussion on the Romanticism Movement of the 19th Century, and it is just about Romance.......misleading title is misleading. :(


And no, romance is not a dying art, it is not about the huge gestures any more, just about the little things that really matter.
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Don't worry, they tell us it is what you do with it that is important.
 
I bought a champagne hot air balloon ride to illustrate a point, that despite the distance between us being large in terms of miles (She moved to Portsmouth from Somerset) that from another perspective, from my hearts point of view, distance is nothing.
 
lucy_bee said:
A dying art, or just the domain of a select few?

In this day and age of Facebook, on demand services and the 'want it yesterday' frantic culture that compounds society's obsession with throw away friends and disposable enemies, is there any room left for romanticism - as in the truly romantic gestures, not the flowers picked up from Tesco on the way home on a whim or some valentines day 'thing' because you had to.

So, tell us about the properly romantic things you've done, or had done to you.

Mine involves a Russian girl, Montmartre and an early morning summer sunrise but that's unimportant.

Go!
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Why is picking up some flowers on the way home on a whim not considered romantic? or would it be preferable to pick up an extra slab of Stella instead?
Seems to me that people have difficulty with understanding what romance actually is, and have difficulty separating what Hollywood et al would have you believe is required to be romantic from what actually is romantic.
 
lucy_bee said:
Mine involves a Russian girl, Montmartre and an early morning summer sunrise but that's unimportant.

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It's ironic that you critique 'a dying art' and then have consigned your own version of romance to such an empty cliché. Nothing signals a dead art and lack of imagination more than the tourist-board image of Paris, no? That's even more prescribed than Tesco roses. Montmartre? How exotic! It's not the 1870's anymore.
 
Fluttershy, great story. Couldn't care less if its not your story, I chuckled the whole way through.


I try to be a little romantic. My other half works away a lot and often I'll pop little cards containing gooey words into his luggage for him to find when he arrives and unpacks.
 
Minxy said:
Fluttershy, great story. Couldn't care less if its not your story, I chuckled the whole way through.


I try to be a little romantic. My other half works away a lot and often I'll pop little cards containing gooey words into his luggage for him to find when he arrives and unpacks.
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Years ago, I was living with someone. She'd had to go away for a few days for a stressful family thing. The house we were living in had a room off either side of a hallway from the front door. I made a sign saying "This way" and pointing in both directions, towards both rooms. Each room contained a note saying "Wherever you go, I love you".

She left soppy little notes in my stuff too, like you do for your man.

It was all rather lovely.
 
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