It began like this: I spotted a “new” story from Vogue Australia (erroneously or completely intentionally “suggested for me”, depending on how you view it) that recycles one of several of the very tired, dated, reductive stereotypes about Parisian women (and really, we’re talking about Parisiennes here) that I deconstructed in my book, The New Parisienn…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to The New Paris Dispatch to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.