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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Au Revoir La Sorbonne… For Now

Parfois, exister dans la liberté est plus douloureux que rester dans le confortable.

Sometimes, existing in freedom hurts more than staying in what is comfortable.  

I have officially finished my first year of my master’s degree at the Sorbonne. These past few years of school have been such a ride that I have decided to take a year off. I wanted to share what having spent the past four years at university meant for me, because they taught me so much more than just history. Continue reading “Au Revoir La Sorbonne… For Now”

Saturday in the Countryside: Chantilly

One of the things that I absolutely love about living in France is how much there is to see and I feel like I will never be able to see all of it! This weekend I visited Chantilly, a small little town north of Paris (about a 25-minute train ride from Gare du Nord). It is known for its beautiful château but also for the delicious topping known as whipped cream. In French, whipped cream is called chantilly, just like the town. Continue reading “Saturday in the Countryside: Chantilly”

The Significance of Cutting my Hair

I have always loved having long hair. I feel like I can style it into so many ways (if I actually had the time – but hey, it’s nice having that option right?). So any time I have cut my hair, it is because something is going on in my life. Last time I did an extreme change was a few months before I started university. I was feeling stressed and needed a change in my life. This time around, cutting my hair was a bit more significant than stress due to something new in my life.  Continue reading “The Significance of Cutting my Hair”

Stepping back to Medieval Times : Provins, France

Living in Paris is such a thrilling experience. There is the bustle of the city, the people out on the streets, cafés on every corner… but sometimes it can get quite exhausting and we “Parisians” need a break (am I even considered to be a Parisienne yet?).  Continue reading “Stepping back to Medieval Times : Provins, France”