So, for Lucy’s 22nd and her mother’s 50th birthdays, they decide to go to Paris for a little over a month. They rent a flat and spend all their time eating, drinking milk, going to museums and cafes, drinking milk, going to kitschy little yard sales, drinking milk and just generally having the time of their lives in Paris.
Did I mention they drank some milk?
Apparently French Milk is sweeter and therefore BETTER than the American kind. *shrugs* I am not a fan of milk, but I’d give it a go. BECAUSE IT IS IN PARIS. Dude. C’est magnifique!
Basically, Lucy describes her days of food, fun and milk in the style of a journal, however, instead of really writing entries alone, she also draws pictures, takes photographs, and muses about art school, first loves and her evolving relationship with her mother. It’s a really lovely little slice of life look at a girl just starting out in life and at the chance of a lifetime-living in Paris. In her 20s. And drinking all the French Milk she can stomach. All in all, I found it to be a delightfully pleasant read.
Written by: Lucy Knisley
Paperback: 208 pages
Publisher: Touchstone; Revised edition (October 14, 2008)
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