Inclusive is a great word and one that’s used a lot at the moment. What I mean when I say that I create inclusive ceremonies, is that I don’t care what sex/non-binary/genre, colour, ability, orientation in any sense, age or nationality my couples (and very occasionally, and delightfully, triples) are. There are so many ways to be different from one another, and that’s fantastic. All that matters to me is that my couples are hung up on romancing, as one deliciously unusual and unclassifiable creature put it. So if you’re a couple of kooks looking for a multilingual celebrant in France to join you in symbolic, eccentric, gorgeous matrimony, I’m your girl! (Unfortunately I can’t provide Bowie himself but you could always walk down the aisle to him. Type-thing.)
Non-traditional French or Francophile couples:
Outrageous, totally original French writer Colette and her 15-years-younger lover, Maurice Goudeket … and previously, her Missy, and Natalie Barney, amongst so many others
Sylvia Beach and her great love, Adrienne Monnier, both translators, publishers and founders of ground-breaking Parisian bookshops
American writer and inveterate Wort-salade-ist Gertrude Stein, and her bidie-in, Alice B. Toklas, who cooked really weird meals, though perhaps no one ate them
George Sand and Chopin (whatever their relationship was)
The unfortunate trio of Verlaine, Rimbaud, and absinthe
Spectacular philosopher and feminist, Simone de Beauvoir, and café-skulker Jean-Paul Sartre
Whatever you think of Emmanuel Macron, it is undeniable that his relationship with Brigitte Macron – née Trogneux, and current Présidente of La Fondation des Hôpitaux in Paris – is non-traditional in the sense that she was his French teacher when he met her as a schoolboy, and that he’s twenty-two years younger than her. Gloriously, they still seem absolutely besotted with each other
and so on and so on and so on. France is unofficially very welcoming to non-conventional coupling.
NB. I don’t know if Colette ever loved anyone as much as her cats, though.
NBB. Nobody has ever asked me to marry them to their moggy.