Ooh la la. My Paris Dream by Kate Betts

Ooh la la. My Paris Dream by Kate Betts is the best Paris memoir since Hemingway’s A Moveable Feast. This isn’t one of the detached collections of vignettes about going to the market or Luxembourg Gardens that limply passes as a memoir of Paris. This is real life written by an American expatriate who lived and loved in Paris.

Just as A Moveable Feast makes you feel like you’re in 1920s’ Paris, My Paris Dream transports you to 1980s’ Paris, where they’re talking about the beginning of the chunnel connecting Paris and London and the American “cowboy President”. Kate Betts propels herself to a fabulous job at Fairchild Publications where her boss, when giving her an assignment in Provence, tells her, “Run through the lavender fields!”

Most of us, okay, all of us, will never have a boss who says, “Run through the lavender fields,” but you don’t have to be a fabulous reporter and editor to relate to the timeless stories of following a dream, falling in love, falling out of love, becoming consumed by work, and redefining yourself. She meets everyone in haute couture. There’s a charming story about meeting Christian Louboutin that I don’t want to spoil by posting here. It’s worth reading yourself to fully enjoy.

And there’s a reverence for Paris on nearly every page. That’s why I’m going to recommend My Paris Dream like I recommend A Moveable Feast. That doesn’t mean it’s all glam. It’s the author’s resolute determination to keep going even when she experiences bumps that reminds you of Hemingway’s wise quote: “Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it.”

You can see My Paris Dream at Amazon by clicking on the link below:
My Paris Dream: An Education in Style, Slang, and Seduction in the Great City on the Seine

Disclosure: I received a copy of My Paris Dream from Net Galley in exchange for an honest review. This post contains affiliate links.

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