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. * My friend K lamented yesterday that there has not been a decent rom-com made in a decade. “Perhaps even since Notting Hill”, we both agreed. The lack of decent rom-coms feels especially acute in the holiday season which is, as we all know, about winding down the year, and taking a shot of the Rom-Com Vaccine, to remember all that is sweet, hope-filled, and mushy to bring in the new year. In the absence of such, I turned to watch the just-released Season 2 of Emily in Paris (on Netflix), about a young woman (Emily Cooper, played by Lily Collins) from Chicago posted by her company to spend a year in Paris at Savoir, an advertising agency the company has just acquired, where she finds new colleagues, friends, and a complicated romantic interest. Emily in Paris Season 1 had come in for some
bad press
for its outlandish style, so much so that people even dressed up as “Emily Cooper” for Halloween. Emily’s
“polarising personal style”
– you loved it or you hated it - has been called bold, idiosyncratic, eye-catching, outrageous, audacious… you get the picture. But in Season 2, the makers have embraced this as a quirky characteristic of Emily Cooper (the one with “weird clothes”), and gone the so-bad-it’s-good way. Despite being in a city considered the benchmark of fashion, “
Emily does not dress like a Parisian
.” Parisians might be known to be chic but they dress rather plainly, often in monochrome. It is left to an American like Emily and her posse, including a Chinese best friend and other immigrants, to bring colour (lots of it) to the city. Emily’s wardrobe this season will make you wonder if you have come upon a Delhi winter wedding with its parrot greens and aubergines, mustards and maroons, sometimes even in the same frame. But this Kanjivaram silk palette that pops up often is a reminder that Emily is not Parisian, as she is called out as a hicky or “ringarde” repeatedly by the “real” fashionistas in the show.
Emily and her world wear whimsy on their sleeve with a light playfulness that is charming, even though Emily herself is a serious, conscientious character.
It reminds me what fun costuming is. It reminds me of a person I knew who would wear one thing every day, even if it was a humble clip, that made them happy or made them smile. It reminds me of a line from the wise poet Mary Oliver that goes: “You must not ever stop being whimsical.” All of us could do with some playfulness, some colour, some delight, some whimsy. It is a good thought to start the new year with: in the bustle of everyday life, dress for yourself, and do not forget to have some fun. Emily in Paris is streaming on Netflix.