I admire that Emily can take a photo and post it to Instagram without any editing, but can’t remember which floor is the fifth floor. Though if I was Emily, I would probably be trying to open the wrong door everyday.
In the second episode of Emily In Paris, Masculin Féminin, Emily is about to learn a lot about her journey.
Emily navigates the intricacies of French amour when her enthusiasm at a work soiree impresses a flirtatious – and married – client.
UNDERSTANDING THE LANGUAGE
Emily is trying to keep up with everything and maintain a positive attitude. She’s adapting to her new home, the new city, and the new culture. But the thing with Emily is that she doesn’t know if things will ever get better.
She still hasn’t grasped the concept of the fifth floor, but hey, if Gabriel was on the the other side of a door, I would try to make my way through that door all the time.
He’s just too fucking hot. There are a lot of things that go wrong and not to mention stepping in shit to start her AM. But her Instagram account is growing and she’s even more optimistic for work and creating.
And that’s the beauty of Emily. She’s got the most beautiful heart and wants to have the world be a beautiful place. She’s got optimism and hope. And I love that Emily has for life won’t be taken from her.
At work Emily is trying, but she knows that everyone has an issue with her. She knows that her ideas are unlike what the firm is used to. But the firm doesn’t want to step into the digital age. They don’t want to see that Emily’s ideas are helpful for them.
They don’t want to see things from Emily’s point of view, because they have the exclusivity. The brands that they represent are exclusive. Emily wants to open doors, but they want to close them. But what they don’t get is that a person on the outside looking in is the reason a brand is so special. Because it’s that want that gives it that exclusivity.
There is a party that night and Sylvie lets Emily go. Emily is excited. Emily wants to feel involved. And so the fact that she is there makes her happy.
And not to mention she gets to meet a hot client.
Antoine is a sexy as fuck French man, who, to be very honest, I would drop my panties for. He’s got that sexy, doesn’t know he’s sexy, but knows people want him vibe. I can respect that. Lord, he’s beautiful.
He’s also a man in power (which I am sure is part of what makes him sexy), one of the best perfume people in the country. But his views – well to me they are a little fucked up. He sees things from a closed point of view, but partially because no one has ever opened his eyes to another point of view. To him a man is in control. To him a woman wants to be desired by a man and that’s what they need.
He’s sexy, but he’s dumb.
So would I like to hate him? Yes. Will I probably hate him? Yes. But for now I am intrigued over the oozing sex appeal that he has.
He’s intrigued by Emily and her point of view. Emily talks to him as if he is no one. She’s not taken in by his power, which we all need to give the girl credit for. He asks her about her ideas and he’s intrigued by them.
Sylvie is put off by them and the conversation. She says you shouldn’t be talking about work at a party. She’s definitely not American. Cause that’s all we do.
Antoine finds Emily later at the party and notices that she’s not wearing his perfume. His nose must be good, because with all the cigarettes around, I wouldn’t be able to smell. But Antoine comes across a little strong to me – talking about lingerie and how she smells. She tells him that it is like wearing poetry.
He tells her that she needs to find a man to help with her French, and that the best place to learn French is in bed. Lord, the things that I could say to that, but won’t because my Mama taught me better and the valium is setting in.
Emily says that she has a boyfriend and that he is coming to France. He’s not sure that will help her learn French, but that the perfume smells like expensive sex.
Now let me be the first to say that if his nose is getting that close to me, I’m probably gonna jump his ass right then and there.
I don’t care who you are, but when someone you are attracted to takes notice, you take notice. And Emily may not be attracted to Antoine, but she sure as fuck makes everyone take notice of all of the attention he’s paying to her.
Especially Sylvie, who is like a jealous 13 year old.
Antoine is so taken with her, that he wants Emily working on his account. Emily is so excited that she wears it on her face, until Sylvie destroys that hope for her really quick.
See, Sylvie would rather Emily work on a vaginal suppository account (it’s supposed to help older women with vaginal wetness) because that is Emily’s background. Personally, I would jump across the desk and strangle Sylvie, but that’s just me.
Emily though, she takes it like a champ. Even though she’s kinda grossed out over it. She knows that Sylvie is trying to keep her down, but she keeps it all in.
And then Sylvie tells Emily that she was too friendly with Antoine, and wants to know if Emily finds Antoine attractive. Emily insists no, he’s married. And you can tell Sylvie’s jealous and afraid she’s being traded in.
Did I forget to mention that Sylvie is Antoine’s mistress? Oops, must have slipped my mind.
Look, I don’t know how rich people do it. They balance all the relationships. It’s hard enough to be single and manage all the dick. Like can you imagine having to juggle more and pay for their needs? Lord, fuck that. Mama needs her money to stay in her pocket book.
There is so much drama.
MINDY TO THE RESCUE
Did you know that flirting with someone in front of your mistress is worse than flirting with someone in front of your wife? I didn’t. But all these life lessons from Mindy are showing me the way.
Mindy educates Emily on the ways of the French. Affairs are tolerated. The French are romantics, but also realists.
I love Mindy’s takes on everything. She’s blunt, funny, and outspoken. She’s taken with life, she’s entranced by it. She sees a party and living life to its fullest at every turn. And that is one of the best things about her. She takes the best and worst opportunities and feels a chance to live a big life in every moment.
We get to know a little about Mindy – he Dad is like the zipper king of China. She came to Paris to escape – to go to school. She’s been obsessed with Paris since she was a kid. Her family cut her off after she dropped out of school.
They are at a restaurant, and order. I love a good girls night. Emily tries to send the steak back, but the chef says that it is right. In America we live by the customer is always right rule, but that’s not the way it is everywhere. You don’t second guess a chef and in France they aren’t afraid to tell you that.
Turns out that the chef is the hot neighbor from downstairs, Gabriel. Now look, I am not gonna hate on Emily for eating the steak, because if hot dude told me to eat meat, I’d eat the meat. I love a good steak.
I think Mindy takes joy in seeing Emily back down and try the steak. She wants her friend to enjoy Paris, but also like all of us, thinks Gabriel is hot.
I love seeing the friendship blossoming between the two of them.
Emily is excited and preparing for her boyfriend to come to Paris. But like, he’s a dick. I feel like anyone that you want to be with should be supportive of the things you want to do in life and make sacrifices along with you in order to make things come true.
He’s decided not to come to Paris. He doesn’t know what to do there. She’ll be working. He doesn’t know how to do long distance. Dude has a lot of excuses rather than solutions. She thought they had figured it out and he wants her to come home.
She realizes that he’s not coming and if she isn’t going to come home they are done. She tells him she’s done waiting and she has to go.
Why can’t he be supportive? Emily is finding her strength and in two episodes, I see a girl who is transforming into a woman. I see a girl that is finding belief and hope in her ideas. I see a girl who knows that her life has just begun.
It’s a rainy day in Paris, which is still beautiful, but I don’t blame Emily for being sad. She’s just had her heart broken and I personally want to have her see quickly that she deserves a life with love without conditions and without apology for chasing her dreams.
I would like to know how it is her hair stays looking so good in the rain, too.
But like every person, she needs something to fixate on in order to not feel the pain. Like most people I know, she throws herself into her work to avoid everything she is feeling.
She’s works on the vagina campaign and is upset because “Le Vagnin” is masculine and french and wants to know why. Sylvie says it’s because it’s something a woman owns and a man possesses.
That’s some fucked up shit.
Emily posts a pic of the product with the caption that the vagina is not male. Sometimes what we do in anger is not the smartest thing and sometimes it is. And sometimes it is just the luck of the draw.
Emily feels out of place. She feel like she should have never come to Paris. And hey, there is no shame in that. We all knew that she would come to a point where she would break.
We all do. She’s worried that she’s not cut out for it in Paris. That maybe she’s not cut out for this adventure. But the truth is, we’re all cut out for adventure.
It’s just sometimes we don’t see that adventure is just what we need.
Mindy reminds her that Paris is the most exciting city in the world and that you never know what is going to happen. And that is true. You don’t know what is going to happen, but you do know that if you live a life, you can live it to the best of it in Paris.
The team is at lunch and they are discussing Emily. Brigitte Macron reposted her post about the vagina not being male and the client is happy. The team is finally excepting her a little bit. They are seeing that her ideas may just have merit.
Though Sylvie still hates her.
But hey – she’s making an impression. And that’s what counts.
Paris may not be so bad after all.
Emily in Paris is now streaming on Netflix.