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365 Days In Paris: Gotta Have Faith

Over the past two weeks, my romantic past, present, and future all happened to collide in the type of way that makes you feel like you’re living in a movie. Except, since this is real life, and things never start and end in a picture-perfect 90 minutes, there’s no happy ending … yet.

I spent last week in Israel. What an amazing experience. This trip for me was first and foremost about vacation—I definitely needed some down time and felt a huge craving for sun and warmth. But it ended up being so much more. Keep reading »

365 Days In Paris: Poser Un Lapin

I got posed a rabbit. And I am not happy about it.

That is to say that Pierre m’a posé un lapin, which is the expression for getting stood up. (Don’t ask me what rabbits have to do with it.)

Technically, no, I didn’t go somewhere and wait around for no one to show up, but what happened Friday night was just as disappointing. Keep reading »

Metabolic Gym Gives You A Workout Without Moving. Also: We Have A Bridge To Sell You.

Living in France has caused me to be constantly flummoxed by the whole “French Women Don’t Get Fat” situation. They don’t! And even though exercise has become increasingly à la mode, I can count on one hand the number of times I have seen a Parisian woman running by the Seine (sans sports bra, I might add). Perhaps their hidden secret is this: the gym métabolique or “metabolic gym,” a sort of UV pod that you lie still on and magically burn 800-1,000 calories in a half hour. Supposedly, 30 minutes in this thing is equal to an hour and a half of gym time. Uh. Right.

Otherwise, the only other thing I can think of is the power plate machine, which is by no means new, but perhaps now considered chic because Kenzo has designed one. Check it out after the jump. [JalouGallery.com] Keep reading »

365 Days In Paris: Spring Forward

After almost two months of not seeing the sun and living through constantly overcast skies, things are finally starting to brighten up here in Paris, and it’s made a crazy difference in my life. I’m seriously considering relocating during the winter months to a warmer climate—this year taught me a crazy lesson in seasonal depression.

Maybe it was daylight savings time this weekend (NOTE—Oops, it took me a while to figure out that DST doesn’t happen here until next week. I was off by an hour for a whole day!), but all of a sudden I feel like things are moving really quickly, almost in such a way that I feel like I’m already at the finish line (wherever that may be) looking back. This past week went by in a flash. My parents were in town, which meant living on an intense tourist schedule, ushering them around the Louvre and through the crowded streets of Montmartre, plus getting us to London for the weekend and back. Exhausting! This visit was weird because it was really the first time I’d ever hosted my parents and been living in a world that was entirely different from theirs … Keep reading »

365 Days In Paris: French Sex

As much as American girls may complain about the state of dating, sex, courtship, and guys, at least we can read the signals on our own home turf. (Whether we want to believe them is a different matter.)

But over here in Paris, where the word “dating” literally does not exist in the French vocabulary, understanding male/female relationships is all the more confusing. The issue here is that French men and romance are traditionally stereotyped (just like American women, or any romantic situations for that matter). The way things are “supposed to be”: If a French dude kisses you, it means he’s fallen for you, and there’s no pretense, and a week later you’re buying toothbrushes for each other and making love to accordion music on a bed of croissants. But, when things don’t magically become this clear-cut, the confusion sets in, and there’s no rhyme or reason to actions because … well, there’s no standard dating code of conduct.

Where this leaves me at the moment is wondering if I got the brush-off, or what comes next (if there even is a “next”). Keep reading »

365 Days In Paris: Number Games

It took me three days to come up with a witty and grammatically correct text to send to Scrappy Bathroom Boy (not the best nickname I realize), the guy I’d met at the Prescription Cocktail Club last Saturday. Why is it so hard to find my personality in this language? I wondered as I made revision after revision of the message in French. Finally, on Tuesday, I trashed my drafts and went for something simple and direct: “It was nice meeting you. Sorry, I just wasn’t up for the late night thing last Saturday, but would have liked to join you and your friends. If you want, maybe we can get a drink sometime this week.” Phew! My heart raced as I sent it off. I couldn’t help holding back a smile at the thought of finally going on a date. When was the last time I had been on one? It had to be early November with American Boy. November. Jesus. Keep reading »

Museum Puts Dior On A Pedestal

In the wrong place at the right time: A new fashion exhibit lauding the work of Dior comes just in time for Paris Fashion Week (it begins next week), but finds itself at the Musée du Président Jacques Chirac in Sarran, a good 300 miles south of the fashion capital. The show, “Dior: The Creative Passion,” looks tres cool and covers the couture house through its history, taking a look back at the iconic dresses, sketches, and perfume bottles, as well as tracking the progression of head designers (starting with Yves Saint-Laurent up to today’s John Galliano). We’d love to get lost in this exhibit and fall into a make-believe world, getting as close as possible to feeling what it would be like to live in Dior. (That way, we wouldn’t have to rob the Madison Avenue boutique for the experience.) Check out more images after the jump. [WWD] Keep reading »

Today’s Lady News: France Considers Making “Psychological Violence” A Crime

  • On Thursday night, France‘s government approved a proposal to add “psychological violence” to a law that intends to help domestic abuse victims. The proposal does not allow a husband or wife to “act or repeatedly say things that could damage the victim’s life conditions, affect his/her rights and his/her dignity or damage his/her physical or mental health.” Punishment for breaking the “psychological violence” law could be three years in prison or a fine of around $100,000. Some are skeptical that the law will be applicable, but the sponsors say it will help victims by taking into account non-physical acts of intimidation, like aggressive text messages or emails. [New York Times]
  • Nineteen-year-old Hani Khan, who is of Indian and Pakistani descent, said she lost her job at the mall clothing store Hollister because her Muslim headscarf violated the “look policy.” Khan’s manager had told her, in accordance with the “look policy,” she had to wear a scarf that was white, gray or navy blue. Khan consented and worked in the stockroom without any problems for six months. Then the store manager popped in for a visit and six days later when Khan came to work, she was put on the phone with Abercrombie & Fitch‘s human resources. (A&F owns Hollister.) The HR person told Khan her headscarf violated the “look policy” and when Khan refused to remove it, she was taken off the work schedule. A&F declined to comment. [AOL News]

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L’Oréal Markets “Macho” Anti-Wrinkle Product To French Guys

In France, there’s a metrosexual common denominator—all males seem to come out of the womb in bespoke suits and are born with an encyclopedic knowledge of style and culture. But the real men use this super macho anti-wrinkle pen product from L’Oréal. That’s right, dudes get wrinkles, too, and the way they combat them is through phallic-like devices encased in tough ice and supercharged with vitamin C and caffeine. The L’Oréal Men Expert Hydra Energetic Bille Glacé Yeux (they want to give you a mouthful, huh?) is a portable rolling pen that dispenses a cooling substance which aids in the reduction of fine lines and makes you look less tired. Don’t believe any dude would actually use this? Meet three L’Oréal men on the product’s microsite … Keep reading »

French Grazia Exposes Hollywood’s “Air Diet” And Secret Water Soup Recipe

Americans may be diet-obsessed, but we’ve got nothing on French women. When American Vogue publishes a weight loss article, you won’t hear the end of it for months. But in France, pick up any popular women’s fashion magazine, and you’ll find there’s at least one diet-focused feature without fail. Oftentimes, these publications don’t even try to attempt fake-holistic attitudes towards health. Take, for example, French Elle‘s review of the ridiculous Forking Diet, where you can only consume foods meant to be eaten with a fork.

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