“Draw me dress me like one of your french girls”

Hello–or should I say bonjour?

Today, I wanted to talk about a trend that I think we’ve all witnessed becoming quite popular in the last several years. I feel like now more than ever it is extremely chic and sought after to imitate the style of une fille français (a french girl).

Free People recently released their newest trend-based collection, and the influence of Parisian style is anything but subtle. It’s everything from neck scarfs to billow-y trench coats and wicker hand bags. Their social media promotions even involve an A-Z french vocabulary lesson in between clips of models prancing around town eating ice cream, painting, and riding bicycles… all things that the French do, of course. The advertisement is fun and creative and so is their new line of French-inspired-styles, but that reminds me, why is it that we fancy the French and their fashion so much?

I’m guilty of this too. I dream about sunbathing on the beaches of Cannes, and walking on cobble stone streets with a sun dress on, my hair unbrushed, and a box of macarons in hand. I have at least 15 coffee-table books that are all titled around the idea of mirroring Parisians. I think there is something incredibly feminine and delicate about looking like a French girl, and that is why it’s so desirable. Even WHO WHAT WEAR released an article just yesterday talking about 8 different ways you can dress like the French. This is more than just people having a thing for berets and eating baguettes.

To elaborate on my answer , I think we desire to dress  and pose ourselves like french women because they have a certain mature and aged style with only a subtle hint of vanity.

I follow this Instagram account, @fhlurs, and its creator who also doubles as a blog writer. On her blog she writes one of the main rules for imitating the ways of the french is to stay cool and stop trying so hard. Her expertise is bringing attention to french lifestyle and fashion. As a reader and follower, I cannot deny that her social media and blog are both beautiful. She captures what it looks like to be a Parisian girl, and I’d be lying it I said I wasn’t envious of the seemingly effortless cool girl that she is. I guess that’s the ultimate reason we want to be like the french so badly.

Maybe the grass is always greener on the other side and I’m simply ignorant to an American style trend that is booming, but as of right now all I’m seeing is french–and I’m loving it. With that being said, the debate is still on for whether or not I will fix a beret into my accessories, but I’ll keep you updated.

For now, au revoir!

RR