Emily’s Parisian Fantasy: 10 Things Emily in Paris Got Wrong

When Sex and the City ended its series with Carrie Bradshaw in Paris, the city of love, I didn’t really expect for Darren Star to try to take on the city again. Don’t get me wrong, even though Sex and the City has a lot of issues throughout the series, it was a show I watched when I first moved to Paris and something I could relate to. Miranda’s headstrong, intelligent, independent character, Charlotte’s head in the clouds innocence, Samantha’s sexy attitude and Carrie being a writer. Somehow, I saw myself in all of those characters. With age, comes wisdom, and today I watch the show with a different opinion.

With Emily in Paris, I did not once see myself in Emily. From the wide-eyed wonder of Paris, to the fashion, to even her struggles… as a foreigner living in Paris, I just could not relate. As a woman, Emily’s personality was off-putting. When I looked up the production team, everything made sense. Most of the people behind the scenes are men, and this whole season just felt like what a man believes a woman’s fantasy of Paris to be… and a boomer writing what they believe young women today are like. Emily felt like the modern version of Carrie Bradshaw… and oh boy, can I tell you that women are more complex than that. Another thing that truly bothered me was the whole idea of influencers. The whole debate around the new way of marketing could be a whole other blog post, because I actually do believe that society writes them off. What I didn’t like was how this show made the days when people came to Paris to study art, cinema, history and literature seem so distant…

What I can’t deny is that the show was a sense of escapism during this time of uncertainty. The scenery made me fall in love with Paris all over again. I didn’t stop talking to myself (“oh! I know that place!”). It motivated me to go out and take more pictures of this photogenic city. Seeing multiple people’s in-love reactions to the show on Twitter and Facebook because it takes place in Paris, made me, again, realize how lucky I am to live in this city. Yet, for me, there were a few big mishaps with the show that I believe could have been handled better (and even would have made for outstanding stories) and things that just… were presented poorly.

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French Stereotypes : True vs. False

It is that time of year again: Tourist Season. Continue reading “French Stereotypes : True vs. False”

Falling In Love With Italy : Milano

I have always been in love with Italy. Italian food has always been top on my list, the language is music to my ears and the culture is not one that shocks me (by experience, the French jumble up Spaniards, Italians and Portuguese in one group: loud). My family has a friend who speaks multiple languages. I have always looked up to him since I was little. He learned Spanish in college and can speak it practically without an accent. I would always beg him to speak to me in two languages, French or Italian, but he tended to speak more in French since it was better than his Italian. Continue reading “Falling In Love With Italy : Milano”

If We Were Having Coffee: Art, Presentation and Doubt

If we were having coffee, I would ask you to come to my house. I would set out a table full of cookies (or biscuits as the English and French would say) and talk about how confusing the Paris weather has been. This morning it was raining and this afternoon it decided to be sunny and slightly warm.  Continue reading “If We Were Having Coffee: Art, Presentation and Doubt”

A Decision to Start University at 21

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When I was a teenager, I thought I knew it all. My parents always drove me crazy, and they ~ didn’t understand ~ me. I was a moody teenager who was lost and angry and expressed myself through theatre, music and writing. That was all I ever wanted to do. When we moved to Indiana and I had the problems I did with my high school administration (explained in this post), I felt even more lost. I was not going to be able to do college like any typical student, and getting my degree was going to take longer. So after graduating, I did a year of community college, worked two jobs and still did not feel satisfied. It just wasn’t what I wanted to do. So I decided to take a year off and head abroad (honestly, it was only suppose to be a year!). Continue reading “A Decision to Start University at 21”