Quarantine got you experiencing cabin fever? Live your jetsetter fantasy through Lily Collins as Emily Cooper in Netflix’s latest hit, original series, Emily in Paris.
When her boss unexpectedly falls pregnant, Emily Cooper finds herself leaving her girl-next-door lifestyle in Chicago behind for a promotion in a Parisian marketing agency, with the aim of providing the overseas office with “an American perspective.” She arrives in candy coloured clothing, bursting with enthusiasm, only to be swiftly shut down by her new boss Sylvie, who is determined to make her time at the agency hard work.
Back in Chicago, her boyfriend fails to commit to their long distance relationship and Emily soon ends up single in the city of love, every girl’s dream right? Well… sort of. Initially, Emily has no interest in men. Her main priority is impressing her boss, but after a little across the pond confusion, she is introduced to her new neighbour, Gabriel and quickly changes her mind.
It’s pretty clear from the get go that Emily is the definition of a girl boss. She is nothing short of determined and doesn’t take no for an answer in order to prove her capabilities to her clients. Office life aside, Emily inspired me to rock a red lip and give a beret a second chance.
Emily in Paris is cliché and, in parts, predictable but aren’t all the best romcoms? It is littered with French stereotypes – wine for breakfast, chain smoking, middle aged women dipped from head to toe in designer gear – but let’s be real, we’re watching for the storyline (and because of our new obsession with Lucas Bravo) not the French facts. Paris is certainly presented through a rose tinted glasses view, but isn’t that what we all need right now?
I can’t deny that it is completely unrealistic in a sense; she posts a pic of herself with a pastry to the gram and turns into a social media sensation overnight. If only it was that simple! Even so, I found myself craving episode after episode. Both the luxe camera shots of the city of lights and Lily Collins’s dreamy wardrobe (not to mention perfectly styled hair, those curls never seem to drop) make for an addictive watch. With only ten episodes in the series, it’s so easy to binge watch within a day or two *guilty face*.
Emily in Paris left me dying to book a flight to Paris post-pandemic and live Emily Cooper’s best life, pain au chocolat in hand, but for now daydreaming with the view of my miniature Eiffel Tower figure on my desk will have to do just fine.
Although Emily’s colleagues advised her that French storylines never result in a happy ending, a last minute shocker in the final episode had me grinning from ear to ear and desperate for a second season – s’il vous plaît Netflix?
Watch the Emily in Paris trailer here.
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I’ve always been curious about this movie — I love movies about Paris. Although as you say, many are wrapped in clichés. Thank you for the review.
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