My Inner French Girl

I’ve been writing. Furiously, frequently, and often snippets in my notebook or in an email draft on my phone if I’m not near a pen. This will please my mom to no end, as she’s been encouraging me to get back to writing for years. And Boyfriend, too, who is convinced that I will write a bestseller and my millions will float us around the world on lavish vacations. Or maybe that’s me.

Either way,  this whole My Inner French Girl series has sparked something inside of me and I’m feeling really inspired to delve into it further and flush it out. Unfortunately for you, that means the details I’ll be sharing in each post will be more limited going forward, so I’m not giving everything away up front, and saving some story lines for off-line. That being said…

Sylvie closes the gallery for the last 3 weeks in August to take her annual vacation (all of the prominent art dealers and buyers are gone from Paris at the end of the summer), and for the first week Mirette sat around her apartment feeling sorry for herself and avoiding the back windows, lest she catch a glimpse of Matthieu practicing in his apartment across the alley. Seemingly, all of her girlfriends are away on their own vacations, so when her mobile rang and Sylvie’s number flashed across the screen, Mirette accepted the invitation to spend a week with her boss and her husband at their summer home in La Ciotat without hesitation.

1. Shirt / 2. Hat / 3. Sunglasses / 4. Bathing suit / 5. Bag / 6. Shorts / 7. Sandals /
8. Bracelet  / 9. Sunscreen / 10. Hair spray / 11. Book

She packed quickly and lightly, planning for the coastal heat, before heading to the train station. She stops at a flower shop to pick up a bouquet for her hosts, so as not to show up empty handed. Sylvie’s offer is kind and much-needed. It’s about a three hour train ride from Paris to Marseille, where Sylvie and Andrés (her Spanish husband and her gallery’s most exhibited artist) will meet her in their vintage red convertible. They’ll ride with the top down, Sylvie curling around her seat to talk to Mirette over the noise of the wind and the highway. Sylvie doesn’t want to bring it up, but Mirette can tell from the crease of her eyebrows that all of her questions as to the state of Mirette’s well-being revolve around Matthieu. Mirette doesn’t want to talk about it, she just wants to patter around their house, feel the cool stone tile against her feet and the hear ocean out the windows. And enjoy the company of Antoine, a close friend of Andrès and Sylvie’s and the best man at their wedding, who is staying at their summer home indefinitely, and who is seemingly fascinated by Mirette.

(I’m actually reading Irène Némirovsky’s “Dimanche” now and can’t recommend it enough. Though if you haven’t read “Suite Francaise” pick up that one first. Her writing is incredible, and so is her story. She was born in Kiev and fled with her family to Paris to escape the Russian Revolution, only to get swept up in WWII and, because she was Jewish and married to a Jew, ended up dying in Auschwitz. “Suite Francaise” wasn’t published until the early 2000s after the manuscript was discovered by her daughter. “Dimanche” is a collection of short stories. It’s beautiful.)

What are you guys up to this weekend? I’m not doing a damn thing other than laundry and napping. Just the way nature intended it. Also, I’m  beyond relieved those shorts are sold out, because I was so close to  buying 10 pairs of them. Trés adorable.

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16 comments

  • I love those shorts, what a shame they’re sold out :(

    Oh that’s so exciting you’re writing secret things! I’ll buy your book, can I have a signed copy please? You’re a very good writer so you should have no problem.

    Are you going to put smut in it like 50 Shades or is it going to be clean? Just asking….x

  • I love The Inner French Girl and this selection is fantastic, I just checked the swimming suit and I can’t justify buying another one given that I wear it about twice a year! That Surf Spray is very very good btw.

    I must look up Némirovsky, sounds like my kind of thing and I need a break from English literature too, at least for a couple of weeks before I start my autumnal Dickens addiction.

  • I am so excited to hear that you’re writing more, I’ll wait until the book comes out and already pre-order a signed copy please! The outfit is so cute, love the shorts. Have a great and relaxing weekend!

  • I would buy the entire outfit you’ve chosen in a heartbeat – the book, too! It has the most wonderful name and cover but that poor, poor lady! What rotten luck. :(

    I have visions of you ensconced in the French countryside book deal under your belt and being endlessly inspired and successful.
    I’m not sure if I’ve ever told you this, but you do write beautifully and Inner French Girl always makes me smile no matter how much (or how little) you want to share.
    A girl’s got to keep something back for when the inevitable happens, am I right? ;)

    P.S. I think the time has come to take you up on the offer you very kindly made some time ago.
    I simply must have that swimsuit!!!!
    Would you mind awfully? I’ll be in touch to arrange the details. :D

    Have a lovely, languid weekend! xoxo

  • Oh I miss Antibes so much! As soon as I find out if I’ve gotten a promotion I’ve applied for and know if I’m moving or not then I’m booking a weekend in Nice right away.

  • LOVE LOVE LOVE IT! Lady, you are a very talented writer ( I know I’ve said it before, but I’ll happily remind you many, many more times!) and I’m so glad to hear you are starting work on something offline:) Sounds like this weekend might be the perfect time to get a jump start on it! I’m obsessed with those glasses, but I can never seem to pull the trigger on anything but black or brown sunglasses – how boring is that? The advice I’ve been given and read many, many times is to write about things you know and things you love – I think your Inner French Girl checks both boxes! Have a great weekend!

    PS – NPR is having their annual writing contest and the deadline is Sept. 26th..it has to be a story that can be read outloud in 3 minutes or less..might be a good project to get the creative juices flowing??:)

  • WRITE A BOOK.

  • YAY!

  • Oh yes, the adventures of mademoiselle Mirette. And she’s going to be looking fab while on holiday.

  • Yay, I can’t wait to see where this writing grand adventure takes you! Happy weekending Erin!

  • All sorts of good stuff in this post – the outfit, the accessories, and, most important, you’re flushing this series out as a book! I’m sure you already know this bit of advice, but I once read that if you want to write a book (or take on any big project), start with small attainable goals to make the undertaking less daunting. For example, start with an outline. Then, write a chapter. Write a chapter per week, per month and before you know it you have a book. Oh, yes, plan on all of us attending the signing, with drinks after. Have a wonderful weekend, Erin!

  • Well, I don’t need to tell you how I feel about this. Pull the thread and see where it takes you. I think you’re totally onto something here, duckie, even if the Dwell Studio Duvet and now those shorts are sold out. ;)

  • As a fellow francophile I love your “My Inner French Girl” series. However, even those who don’t share our obsession with La France can appareciate the simple class and classic style in these posts.

    On a side note, what is your nautical clothing count up to? I’d like to see a post on this!

  • super cute. I’d wear all of it. have you ever thought about living in Paris for a year? do you know about ohhappyday.com? They have 2 kids and left San Fran for a year in Paris and she documented it on her blog. It’s pretty cool. xo Teri

  • Surf spray = great choice.

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