10 Reasons I Will Never Be Une Parisienne
There are the French and then there are the Parisians . There really is a big difference between the two.* Now of course, I don't (currently) live in Paris, but after spending a considerable amount of time there over the last few years, and especially in the last couple of months, I know that I will never be and probably could never be une vrai Parisienne. And I'm ok with that. Here are some of the reasons why: 1) I will never be able to master "the pout" properly 2) I don't own the requisite sequined Vanessa Bruno cabas 3) I don't like to lie in the sun 4) I never order un Perrier menthe 5) I'm (usually) way too punctual 6) I don't smoke 7) I can't find a shade of red lipstick that suits me 8) I'm terrified to ride a bike in Paris 9) I can't get my hair into that messy yet elegant updo (but I wish I could!) 10) I wasn't born there Sometimes when I see young Parisian women walking down the street or sitting in a café, it looks like th...