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salon de la femme

This past Sunday my friend Leticia and I went to the Salon de la Femme (the national women's show) in Montreal’s Palais de Congres. It was basically a convention combining fashion shows, culinary demonstrations, coiffure and inspirational talks by Quebec women of some notoriety.

Suffice it to say these two slightly over the hill ladies had an enjoyable time although I tend to easily tire of walking around in big crowds. However, what I liked is that I was not feeling the least bit self-conscious as I spoke with merchants and sampled products. It was an experience I never would have dared attempt in the past but feel completely comfortable doing now. It was attended by women of all ages and the convention floor was bustling.

I had not seen Leticia for quite a long time and we shared our recent happenings and had fun commenting on what we saw and sampled. We are the same age so we have much in common in terms of life experience although her three daughters are older than my children since she had them quite young.

I can now count one more activity among those I never thought I would do.

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