Saturday, May 22, 2010

Cycle of Cultural Confusion

When I'm in France, I write about being an American in Paris. And when I'm in New York, it seems logical to write about being French in New York (Time Out article to come in a few weeks). I've managed to ingratiate myself with a good number of French restaurant / shop owners in New York, and it's almost as good as being in Paris. (Except not at all).

So I don't really know where I fit, but seeing as I'm both a faux Parisian and a faux New Yorker, I have become quite comfortable faking my way on both sides of the Atlantic.

Anyway, I'm gearing up to head to Paris this week, but in the meantime, here's a recent post I wrote for Hip Paris—as usual, not to be taken too seriously.

How To Be a Parisienne: Ten Golden Rules


Andi said...

I think that is the plight of an expat!

Res I(p)sa said...

Loved your golden rules (sadly, my partly German genes, mixed in with the American upringing, means I can only manage about half of them.

By the way, if you ever figure out where you're supposed to be, please let me know how you did it!


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