Louis Jourdan est mort et ce ne est pas possible. Je le adorais et je l'adore toujours.
He was dashing and handsome, distinguished and gorgeous, with an innate elegance, class and charm that Hollywood exploited beautifully. He was the answer to a maiden's dreams and I'm sure he set many hearts afire during his lifetime, yet this prince of love in every way, was faithful to one woman and one woman only. How lucky can a girl get? The love of his life died last year and he followed shortly thereafter.
He made many movies but "Gigi" will always be my personal favorite. That he chose Valentine's Day to make his final exit doesn't seem ironic but fitting.
Repose en paix Louis, a cote de votre amour et merci pour les splendides souvenirs.
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