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Thursday, June 28, 2012

Why I'm Actually French

           I've always had a love of all things French. French food, culture, movies, fashion, art, booze, language, all of it. I've been lucky enough to visit Paris twice, and both times I had the strange sensation of being home. Today as I lingered and drooled over some eclairs and petit-fours at a coffee shop, it got me thinking... I think I might be French. Or French in a past life. Or French at heart... 

I think I'm actually French.
Here's Why:
  • All I want to eat all the time is Bread and Cheese
  • I loovvee discotheques & am a little behind the times with my pop music
  • Croissants = My own personal heaven
  • If I could live in a movie it would be The Umbrellas of Cherbourg or Amelie

  • I have a thing for cobble stone streets & umbrellas
  • My (slightly intense and bizarrely sympathetic) obsession with Marie Antoinette
  • My favorite cartoons growing up were Babar and Madeline
  • Espresso and Champagne are like mothers milk to me
  • My Beret Collection:

(These aren't for ironic wear either - I can seriously rock a beret...)

  • Midnight in Paris is my biggest fantasy realized
  • I can drink multiple bottles of wine without batting an eyelash
  • Le Petit Prince is one of my all-time favorite books (I almost got a tattoo of one of the illustrations)

  • Many of the French people's liberal political tendencies align with mine
  • Pastries. Pastries. Pastries. 
  • My clothing style aspires to be of the French school-girl persuasion (think peter pan collars, knee socks, bows, jumpers, straw hats and Mary Janes)
  • Coco Chanel. Fois Gras. Palaces. 
  • I think La Marseillaise is the best National Anthem 
  • I'm in love with Jean-Paul Belmondo

  • Matisse. Degas. Manet.
  • I'm good at pouting
  • Flowers. Vespas. Absinthe.
  • I want to own a poodle
  • They have my all time favorite thing, photo booths, in the metro stations
  • Anything and Everything French 1960s Is. My. Dream.

  • Moliere. Voltaire. Ballet Flats.

*** The last one was so big, I decided to make you all une petite playlist of some of my favorite French Jams!***

De Rien.

Maybe some day I'll run off and become an ex-patriot (unless it involves reading more Hemingway...) But for now I will groove to my French music, wear my berets, and continue to eat an inordinate amount of pastries...
Au revoir! Adieu! Je t'aime! Viva la France!


  1. I share a love of berets too. Someday I will get to France.
    How many berets do you have? Ho often do you wear them?

    1. Haha, that's great! And when you get to France you'll already have the proper head-gear! I have probably about 12 berets in all different colors (a little excessive, I know.) I wear them a lot in the winter!