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On what spent his first fee for the novel “Hello, sadness!” Françoise Sagan
The author of my favorite and most sensual novels about beautiful France. Françoise Sagan He was a man of very interesting destiny. Having won the hearts of readers at such a young age, she became fabulously successful and incredibly rich at that time. Contemporaries called her a “charming monster”, and her personality was always accompanied by scandals and stories of a crazy, piquant and fantastic nature.
One such dizzying story has its downfall and its rise. The ending will be extremely unexpected for you.
Françoise Sagan and her first royalty The young girl Françoise received the first royalty for her best-seller “Hello, Sadness!” at just nineteen years old. The writer promised himself “to walk him madly.” She, like all of us, wanted to buy a beautiful house on the French Riviera. But the principled nature of the girl was no limit: she went to the north of France to party and burn through life.
With little money left, Françoise decided that it would be wise to put the rest in the casino. She believed that her favorite numbers 3, 8 and 11 should bring her good luck.
By evening, the wind was already walking in her pockets. The croupiers watched with sympathy. Luck seems to completely leave Sagan, but suddenly a bet on black 8 snatches a tidy sum from the clutches of the casino. Early in the morning, she left the building with a full bag of francs. They say she beat the casino to the ground that night. In terms of modern money there was about 300 thousand euros.
The fabulous win turned her head, and the bubbles of the most expensive sparkling knocked down no worse than the “Soviet”, because Francoise could not find his hotel. The novelist wandered around the city until she saw a chic private family hotel with a breathtaking view. Of course, she couldn't get past.
Françoise Sagan She went inside and spoke to the owner of the crowded hotel. She was very drunk and fell from fatigue. The owner of the estate looked down at Sagan and shrugged his shoulders. She asked how much the whole house was worth. Her answer was 200,000. This figure did not stun the author, she hardly overturned her baggage in front of the man, and from there she fell 100,000 more.
"The House of My Heart" Shocked owner at the sight of such a sum of happiness forgot all decent words. He immediately came to his senses and asked what to do with the guests. Fragile Françoise graciously allowed them to stay in the villa until the end of the summer and promised to pick it up in the fall.
This mansion was named “House of My Heart” by Sagan, and she lived there for most of her life. Now it is the house-museum of the writer.
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The Manor of Breuil, a cider house near Lisieu in Normandy - Le manoir du Breuil, une cidrerie proche de Lisieu dans une Normandie verdoyante. - #normandy #passionfrance #normandie #calvados #manoir #paysdauge #chateau #photooftheday #photoart #manoirdubreuil #cidre #cidrerie #lisieu #archilovers #architecture #monumenthistorique #passionchateau #visitfrance
A post shared by WilfridEon (@rabutineur) on Mar 5, 2017 at 10:54am PST
This is such a crazy story from the life of a wonderful person, and I am sure that this is not one such case in her life. Has fortune ever smiled at you or your loved ones? Tell us about it in the comments, and let there always be a holiday on your street!
One such dizzying story has its downfall and its rise. The ending will be extremely unexpected for you.
Françoise Sagan and her first royalty The young girl Françoise received the first royalty for her best-seller “Hello, Sadness!” at just nineteen years old. The writer promised himself “to walk him madly.” She, like all of us, wanted to buy a beautiful house on the French Riviera. But the principled nature of the girl was no limit: she went to the north of France to party and burn through life.
With little money left, Françoise decided that it would be wise to put the rest in the casino. She believed that her favorite numbers 3, 8 and 11 should bring her good luck.
By evening, the wind was already walking in her pockets. The croupiers watched with sympathy. Luck seems to completely leave Sagan, but suddenly a bet on black 8 snatches a tidy sum from the clutches of the casino. Early in the morning, she left the building with a full bag of francs. They say she beat the casino to the ground that night. In terms of modern money there was about 300 thousand euros.
The fabulous win turned her head, and the bubbles of the most expensive sparkling knocked down no worse than the “Soviet”, because Francoise could not find his hotel. The novelist wandered around the city until she saw a chic private family hotel with a breathtaking view. Of course, she couldn't get past.
Françoise Sagan She went inside and spoke to the owner of the crowded hotel. She was very drunk and fell from fatigue. The owner of the estate looked down at Sagan and shrugged his shoulders. She asked how much the whole house was worth. Her answer was 200,000. This figure did not stun the author, she hardly overturned her baggage in front of the man, and from there she fell 100,000 more.
"The House of My Heart" Shocked owner at the sight of such a sum of happiness forgot all decent words. He immediately came to his senses and asked what to do with the guests. Fragile Françoise graciously allowed them to stay in the villa until the end of the summer and promised to pick it up in the fall.
This mansion was named “House of My Heart” by Sagan, and she lived there for most of her life. Now it is the house-museum of the writer.
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The Manor of Breuil, a cider house near Lisieu in Normandy - Le manoir du Breuil, une cidrerie proche de Lisieu dans une Normandie verdoyante. - #normandy #passionfrance #normandie #calvados #manoir #paysdauge #chateau #photooftheday #photoart #manoirdubreuil #cidre #cidrerie #lisieu #archilovers #architecture #monumenthistorique #passionchateau #visitfrance
A post shared by WilfridEon (@rabutineur) on Mar 5, 2017 at 10:54am PST
This is such a crazy story from the life of a wonderful person, and I am sure that this is not one such case in her life. Has fortune ever smiled at you or your loved ones? Tell us about it in the comments, and let there always be a holiday on your street!
