In the last couple years, living so close to France
has fed my infatuation with everything French. Art, (translated) literature, food,
pharmacy products, words I can barely pronounce (usually sounding like Hodor
from Game of Thrones), music, you get the idea.
Another aspect of the French culture – if we can call
it this way – I was always really eager reading about is the mystery surrounding
the French woman, and particularly the Parisienne.
So I succumbed to the temptation (aka.
its promotion on every women’s site and magazine imaginable) and purchased How to be Parisian Wherever You Are: Love, Style, and Bad Habits.
Firstly, it is profoundly a coffee table book.* Short
and perky essays, a pretty large fond, lots of photos and illustrations, high quality
paper, and a minimalistic, chic cover.
It is quite stereotypically written, but I suppose one
cannot expect about 1 million women to dress, think, love, and live adhering to
exactly the same rules? Moreover, it consists mainly of aphorisms, written in a
humorous but slightly doctrinal way.
But here’s where the oxymoron of the Parisienne comes into play: Even though she
is supposed to abide to all these rules about beauty and style and love and lifestyle,
deep down she’s just another rule-breaker.
To quote the introduction of How to be Parisian
Wherever You Are: Love, Style, and Bad Habits,
“Parisiennes aren’t privy to a secret “skinny” gene, they aren’t always easy to be with, and aren’t all perfect mothers. In fact, they are very imperfect, vague, unreliable, and full of paradoxes. But they can also be funny, attentive, curious, and ironic and they know how to enjoy life.”
The last sentence summarizes what I liked in this
book: The focus on joie de vivre, the
importance of spending time alone, building friendships for life, valuing self-education
(for instance, the one you get from reading classic literature) more than material
goods, and, oddly enough, why it is important to remain a bit selfish even as a
mother.
How to be Parisian Wherever You Are is a book that can be read
quickly, you can pick and choose which essays you’d like to read, skip some
parts you're not so interested in reading. I keep it around and page through it every time I need to unwind and have a good laugh.
The Flâneur verdict: Nothing groundbreaking, but enjoyable nonetheless. A very
aesthetically pleasing coffee table book, but not necessarily more. An in-between for people who like magazines, but would like to give books a try.
*I own an Instagram-worthy coffee table and several coffe table books - look mom I am a fully-fledged adult!
*I own an Instagram-worthy coffee table and several coffe table books - look mom I am a fully-fledged adult!
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