Chatelaine: Emily In Paris Season 2 Is Just As Glitzy—But A Tiny Bit More Realistic
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May 22, 2023
I binged the second season of Emily in Paris on a Friday night from my Paris apartment in my flannel Joe Fresh pajamas while snacking on stale macarons, and I have some thoughts. But before I go any further, it’s important that I give you a bit of context. I am a Toronto expat who has lived in Paris for more than 11 years, which should give me solid credentials for making sweeping judgements about the show. They are, in very particular order, the following: Emily is still insufferably annoying; Gabriel has become very dull compared to Emily’s new hot, scintillating and titillating British love interest Alfie; and Sylvie is the real heroine of the show.
When the first season premiered and caused a ridiculous uproar, I found the criticisms a bit disingenuous: It’s a series from the creator of Sex and the City, in which a freelance writer wrote one measly column a week and lived in a Manhattan brownstone with a closet full of $630 Manolo Blahniks. What did you expect? A searing documentary on racial injustice in France? A thought-provoking commentary on the refugee crisis in Europe? I was Team, “let the people who are stuck at home under threat of a life-threatening virus have their escapism through absurd fashion and ludicrously beautiful scenes from one of the most stunning cities in the world.”
OK, now that you know where I stand, here are some of the interesting storylines from season two. Warning: spoilers ahead.
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