tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post3155946186431232356..comments2024-03-01T03:06:04.908-08:00Comments on Ruche: An Unending Love Giveawayshopruche.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17513442933449068132noreply@blogger.comBlogger69125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-32906320977592787882011-05-23T09:45:34.700-07:002011-05-23T09:45:34.700-07:00Hi there! The winner was announced on May 16th. :)...Hi there! The winner was announced on May 16th. :) Thanks!shopruche.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513442933449068132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-30341725596917124942011-05-23T07:15:30.895-07:002011-05-23T07:15:30.895-07:00Any word on when the winner will be announced?Any word on when the winner will be announced?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-52699670421787280122011-05-20T14:09:24.055-07:002011-05-20T14:09:24.055-07:00Apparently Ruche has some extremely talented write...Apparently Ruche has some extremely talented writers!!! I am completely inspired by these wee tidbits. I would love to use some of them on my blog... is there any aversion to this? Perhaps I could think of a giveaway to go with them... it's a bridal blog (that happens to be VERY inspired by all of Ruche's escapades and mentions them as often as possible :) because I know that an outfit from Ruche is the perfect thing to wear to a wedding or even as a maid...)<br />So these love stories fit right in...<br /><br />A<br />http://fleurishstudio.blogspot.com/andrea kathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09578264622269206435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-25554742347993815682011-05-19T23:31:25.529-07:002011-05-19T23:31:25.529-07:00oh my god this dress !oh my god this dress !Tündéri Lonkahttp://tunderilonka.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-28419336192907694262011-05-16T15:07:20.580-07:002011-05-16T15:07:20.580-07:00How did they fall in love?
Like any romance shoul...How did they fall in love?<br /><br />Like any romance should, with a spark. A coy glance. Eyes that sparkled in the sun and shone in the moon. They cheated time, willing away 'hours' and 'days' into moments and feelings. Each day a new adventure, seeing the world through the others view. Everything was new again and every thing beautiful. Each second more vivid than the last. The simplest of activities elicited pure joy, knowing they had found unspoken bonds. -- Mandi Christensen<br /><br />Congrats, Mandi! Your story made our hearts swoon. <3<br /><br />xo,<br />Rucheshopruche.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17513442933449068132noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-68966178225294607332011-05-16T09:12:46.607-07:002011-05-16T09:12:46.607-07:00She had vowed to never love again.
But to deny his...She had vowed to never love again.<br />But to deny his attentions would be a sin.<br /><br />He spoke of times of innocence and joy.<br />She attempted to refuse but instead was coy.<br /><br />Her heart was no longer hers to hold<br />but his to cherish and protect from the world's cold.Meagan A.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-60195519828009788212011-05-15T20:36:18.145-07:002011-05-15T20:36:18.145-07:00While she was visiting her parents in South Caroli...While she was visiting her parents in South Carolina she visited her favorite hat shop, the new sales boy showed her around, and she left the store triumphantly with 3 beautiful hats and a phone number. He helped her out of the boat, and when they went swimming, brought her a hat to keep her porcelain complexion. She hadn’t wanted a relationship, but when you meet a man that can make you a hat, you have to make exceptions. She promised to return next year for a summer of boating, romance, and hats.Cheshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13774449942752935001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-79547550510703155182011-05-15T20:34:36.727-07:002011-05-15T20:34:36.727-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.spyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16983848326740262923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-61726387023515176892011-05-15T18:24:16.403-07:002011-05-15T18:24:16.403-07:00Remember the day you took my face in your hands an...Remember the day you took my face in your hands and told me you would show me how beautiful I was? How I looked at you in disbelief but went along anyway? You were right. I have you to thank when it comes to making me feel beautiful. I could wear many faces and yet you would find me.Estherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06077623935534203461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-17604376914943682702011-05-15T13:39:31.687-07:002011-05-15T13:39:31.687-07:00Allie's family had lived for decades on a char...Allie's family had lived for decades on a charming old plantation in the beautiful, mysterious swamps of South Carolina. Then came the quiet, poor farm hand. Caleb's gentle ways and love of the land won over the heart of a girl who could have had anyone that she wanted. When he held her hand, he told her that he would never leave her or forget her. He would always be there, to have and to hold. The ensuing summer romance would never die.Ashley Noelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09784464116722754969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-31136567509078747542011-05-14T21:46:28.484-07:002011-05-14T21:46:28.484-07:00seems my first post was deleted :(
Dearest May,
I...seems my first post was deleted :(<br /><br />Dearest May,<br />I’d never believed you'd be a fare in my boat! Since the first moment on the dock, I have been lost in visions of you. Under such sorrowful circumstances was our first meeting; I do hope the business of your late aunt’s estate is complete. My sole regret was our finite time together. Saddened by your departure, then overjoyed at your return; strolling, picnicking, finally, the sun reappeared. Alas, again, I eagerly await your return, and your answer to the question of our Unending future together.<br />Forever Yours,<br />Joshuaangelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08246605107992052971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-72701405505818645842011-05-14T20:40:14.823-07:002011-05-14T20:40:14.823-07:00i still remember our days together
our hands touch...i still remember our days together<br />our hands touch, our hearts unmindful of time<br />we listened to the songs of the river as we float<br /><br />we were filled with dreams<br />each day, was an exciting beginning<br />the places we’ve been, the elements<br />everything we touch turns to love<br />and Mr. Sun approves<br /><br />who are we to deny our joy when our witnesses<br />stand eternal?<br />If ours is not love, nothing is.Green Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18309473265741405080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-36716005864943183942011-05-14T17:34:21.200-07:002011-05-14T17:34:21.200-07:00For those 4 days touring with the Shakespeare comp...For those 4 days touring with the Shakespeare company, he was the photographer that had seen right through her.<br /><br />Everything had changed since they had parted and yet nothing had really changed; he was in Milan and she was here. She had left a part of her there and each time she briefly saw him, she lost another part. <br /><br />She had lost much and yet, he had given her her soul back.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-85028057858699036152011-05-14T16:27:40.715-07:002011-05-14T16:27:40.715-07:00This young lady was born to a farmer and grew up a...This young lady was born to a farmer and grew up a tomboy with many brothers. Then when she turned 16 she moved away for schooling, where she blossomed intoo the lovely young lady she is now. When she returned home she was reintroduced to the neighbor boy that used to chase her with worms when they were young. He fell in love with her at first sight and slowly he warmed her heart. Now her father will be walking her down the isle as he waits for her.DaniDoeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10935181634754410321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-4647352928381659552011-05-14T14:54:02.581-07:002011-05-14T14:54:02.581-07:00He was meandering towards his old pick-up, oars in...He was meandering towards his old pick-up, oars in hand, canoe in the back. He noticed a wisp of golden fabric behind the Deerhead oak. He ventured over to find her reading. Ignoring her blatant irritation from his interruption, he inquired about her reading, if she liked McClellanville, and would she like to see the waterways. She thought a moment, smiled, gracefully stood up, and took an oar.<br />You know the rest of the story…Alexandriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02396758982237551380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-1177565697588237222011-05-14T12:45:03.462-07:002011-05-14T12:45:03.462-07:00He wasn't looking for Love.
Love found him -- ...He wasn't looking for Love.<br />Love found him -- or rather, he found her.<br />He walked over the path as he always did, while the warm summer sun found its way through the gaps in the tall trees and beat down on the grassy, green floor of the woods. He saw a shadow pass by on the other side of the trail. Then he saw her. One look at her -- that was all he needed.<br /><br />Every doubt he had ever had vanished almost instantaneously. Love was real. Love at first sight? It was even more real and certainly more beautiful.Cordeliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07188629303493516074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-13512015639648859192011-05-14T05:31:55.556-07:002011-05-14T05:31:55.556-07:00my original comment got deleted with the blogger m...my original comment got deleted with the blogger madness so if I remember correctly I said some thing like;<br /><br />Jweaver wrote the same story I had in my head so I just wanted to say that the lookbook is absolutely breathtaking. It is clear that you all put so much love and so much time and effort into making it so amazing. You should all be very proud of yourselves!<br /><br />Emma xEmmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15256077872149420993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-34980620057952384472011-05-13T21:28:27.745-07:002011-05-13T21:28:27.745-07:00It started on an ordinary day,
As all great loves ...It started on an ordinary day,<br />As all great loves stories do.<br />She wasn't looking for love,<br />And neither was he.<br />How they met?<br />That's a secret,<br />They both swore to never share.<br />All you need to know,<br />When she saw him,<br />She believed in soul-mates,<br />When he saw her,<br />He was in love.<br />There was a look,<br />A kiss, <br />And a lingering stare,<br />The parted ways slowly,<br />As it all began.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-26442047539741142982011-05-13T16:46:37.427-07:002011-05-13T16:46:37.427-07:00In a quiet town, they grew up together. She was sc...In a quiet town, they grew up together. She was scared to let anyone in, as it had just fallen flat in the past. She didn't even take a glance, all the while he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Slowly but surely he broke down her walls and taught her how beautiful and special she was. In turn, she gave him her love and affection. She didn't expect any of this, but God had planned quite an adventure for the two of them, together.quasiiiiihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17611146776349517783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-21334748843343102132011-05-13T14:28:31.653-07:002011-05-13T14:28:31.653-07:00He was the dressmaker’s son. She, the only daughte...He was the dressmaker’s son. She, the only daughter of a local senator. He had been mesmerized by her since they were kids, but she had always been unreachable.<br />Then one day he saw her by the marshes, reading. He hadn’t meant to startle her, but she jumped in surprise and found herself caught in the twigs.<br />He promised to fix her dress.<br />With each stitch he sewed on one by one, she found herself drawn to him.<br />From then on, she visited the dressmaker’s shop everyday bringing something in to be sewn or hemmed. <br />And that was how their love began….Pajenkinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-14022371894903290362011-05-13T13:24:04.503-07:002011-05-13T13:24:04.503-07:00He and she came from Southern money. She - prim an...He and she came from Southern money. She - prim and proper, going through life as expected and being happy about it. He - a gentleman adventurous enough to share with her his world. Together, they were ecstatic.Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03623740850685676029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-81130546428772253732011-05-13T12:21:38.660-07:002011-05-13T12:21:38.660-07:00SHE was drawn to the water. HE avoided it. So wh...SHE was drawn to the water. HE avoided it. So when the invitation came, announcing the engagement of Brian and Jennifer...SHE was thrilled because it was at the lake. HE wasn't. But a friend is a friend, right? <br />At the party, HE spotted a woman in a pink ruffled dress. Long red hair spilled from her straw hat. HE was smitten.<br />Should he go over and talk to her? Was she with someone else? But HE took the chance and approached her. There was a scent of lilacs floating in the air. <br />SHE smiled and said 'hello'. HE smiled back and took her hand.<br />Fast forward 25 years. HER smile and scent of lilacs still made HIM weak in the knees. SHE still liked the water!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-61761572938863255172011-05-13T10:27:57.151-07:002011-05-13T10:27:57.151-07:00They met a lifetime ago, or so it seemed. Certain...They met a lifetime ago, or so it seemed. Certainly, during another time; before the house, the river, the bayou trees, she remembered endless fields of cotton, shy walks beyond white mansion walls.<br /><br />Now, she lived her life waiting for his return.<br /><br />She loved him. <br /><br />She loved the curious baubles he’d bring back, the stories from different times, different places. <br /><br />And no matter how long it took, she promised, she would wait for him forever.Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02806000442486997090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-43032414996792250332011-05-13T10:12:06.206-07:002011-05-13T10:12:06.206-07:00She had wanted so badly to go to Delia’s seventeen...She had wanted so badly to go to Delia’s seventeenth birthday party because Randal was going to be there. Her mother’s mind made up, she had flung out of the house and to the river, allowing herself a few tears once she was alone. <br />A friendly greeting in a gentle drawl shocked her so deeply she stopped crying as if someone had turned off a faucet.<br />The man grinning at her from a shabby blue rowboat was so handsome Randal flew out of her mind as simultaneously as her embarrassment. Taking her hand, he helped her into the old rowboat. That summer was enough to convince her that she had fallen in love with the man who propelled them through the quiet beauty of the dark water day after day. They laughed about it exactly four years after their first meeting: the morning of their summer wedding.Fiat Luxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05332523402848758236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2255334022581269174.post-78512834718846006192011-05-12T12:35:23.890-07:002011-05-12T12:35:23.890-07:00It started in the spring as she was out for an af...It started in the spring as she was out for an afternoon walk when she saw the man she would soon be in awe of. His genuine sensitivity towards her affection of him grew more and more <br />with each passing day. Days passed like minutes in their mind.He adored the innocence in her waking expression and the tender way she caressed his arm as they <br />walked. She was the one thing he could not get enough of. Her eyes bloomed once and he was enthralled. No more wishing for love,<br />they had found the truest love, and unending love which would not wither, but set their souls on fire with deep passion. Every moment spent together was like heavenly<br />ecstacy, the purest and most innocent ecstacy they had ever known. They knew this was not just a moment of lust, but a simply beautifullove. One that would overtake them and they would <br />no longer be two, but be one... Nature became their homeaway from home. Spending as much time with the simple beauty's as much as possible.<br />Love had just begun for the two of them!Emiliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12232453372049523357noreply@blogger.com