Le Vagin n’est pas masculin!

Can you tell I’m watching Emily in Paris? I just started actually. My friend recommended I watch it cause it’s good and I am in fact liking it so far. Now lets dig in.

Parisian dream

Isn’t Paris the dream though? Isn’t it just. If it’s not yours, it is definitely mine. I feel like I’m one of those people who has overly romanticized the idea of Paris and it’s almost entirely unrealistic but then again who even likes reality. The dream isn’t to get to Paris, to be in Paris but not to live there, which is why I like the ‘Emily’ version of being a Paris. Just for a year, just for work even though that’s how it always start and now you’re looking to buy a house there. I imagine myself spending a splendidly wine, sex, adventure filled two to three months in Paris and then move on to some other beauty filled country somewhere in the world, but then again who knows, I just might settle.

Speak the damn Language!

I find it entirely insulting to go to a foreign country and not even try. No, I don’t expect fluency and professional level speaking but at least basic conversations. It just seems very culturally blind. Personally, I hate English and unfortunately its the only language I speak, not entirely for lack of trying, I just haven’t quite gotten the knack of learning other languages though but I’m not giving up. Je dois parler français comme les français avant d’aller en France!

SEXY OR SEXIST?

Yes babe, I am going there. Too often the line is crossed, and take a wild guess who does the crossing. Believe me, I am all for “Sex Sell’s” but read the fine print “SEX” sells, not sexism. The whole notion of selling using a woman’s body for the “male” gaze is a patriarchal joke and as the feminist I am I CALL ANARCHY!