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Lessons from Madame Chic : 20 stylish secrets I learned while living in Paris /

by Scott, Jennifer L. (Jennifer Lynn).
Material type: materialTypeLabelBookPublisher: New York : Simon & Schuster, 2012Description: xiv, 283 p. : ill. ; 19 cm.ISBN: 9781451699371 (hbk.) :; 1451699379 (hbk.); 9781476702797 (e-book); 1476702799 (e-book).Title notes: $23.00 1-2013 (db)$23.00 5/19/2014Subject(s): Charm | Fashion | Home economics | Women -- France -- Paris -- Social life and customs | French -- Social life and customs | Paris (France) -- Social life and customs | Paris (France) -- Civilization
Contents:
Diet and exercise. Snacking is not so chic ; Deprive yourself not ; Exercise is a part of life, not a chore -- Style and beauty. Liberate yourself with the ten-item wardrobe ; Find your true style ; Perfect Le No-makeup look ; Take care of your skin ; Look presentable always ; Practice the art of femininity -- How to live well. Always use the best things you have ; Live life as a formal affair ; Clutter is so not chic ; Seek out the arts ; Cultivate an air of mystery ; Practice the art of entertaining ; Reject the new materialism ; Cultivate your mind ; Find simple pleasures ; Value quality above all ; Live a passionate life.
Summary: When Jennifer Scott arrived at the doorstep of a grand Sixteenth Arrondissement apartment as a foreign exchange student, she was greeted by the woman who would become her mentor and the inspiration for the way she lived long after her time abroad was over. Madame Chic took the casual California teenager under her wing, revealing the secrets of how to French elevate the little things in life to the art of living. Lessons from Madame Chic is the essential handbook for anyone wanting to incorporate that Parisian je ne sais quoi into her daily life.
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Bring home the chic Parisian world of style and charm<br> <br> When Jennifer Scott arrived at the doorstep of a grand Sixteenth Arrondissement apartment as a foreign exchange student, she was greeted by Madame Chic, the woman who would become her mentor and the inspiration for the way she lived long after her time abroad was over.<br> <br> Each chapter of Lessons from Madame Chic reveals a valuable secret Jennifer learned while under Madame Chic's tutelage in Paris-tips you can incorporate into your own life, no matter where you live or the size of your budget. Embracing the classically French aesthetic of quality over quantity, aspiring Parisiennes will learn to master the art of eating (deprive yourself not), dressing (the ten-item wardrobe), grooming (le no-makeup look), and living à la française. Lessons from Madame Chic is the essential handbook for anyone wanting to incorporate that Parisian je ne sais quoi into her daily life.

$23.00 1-2013 (db)

$23.00 5/19/2014

Includes bibliographical references (p. 277-279).

Diet and exercise. Snacking is not so chic ; Deprive yourself not ; Exercise is a part of life, not a chore -- Style and beauty. Liberate yourself with the ten-item wardrobe ; Find your true style ; Perfect Le No-makeup look ; Take care of your skin ; Look presentable always ; Practice the art of femininity -- How to live well. Always use the best things you have ; Live life as a formal affair ; Clutter is so not chic ; Seek out the arts ; Cultivate an air of mystery ; Practice the art of entertaining ; Reject the new materialism ; Cultivate your mind ; Find simple pleasures ; Value quality above all ; Live a passionate life.

When Jennifer Scott arrived at the doorstep of a grand Sixteenth Arrondissement apartment as a foreign exchange student, she was greeted by the woman who would become her mentor and the inspiration for the way she lived long after her time abroad was over. Madame Chic took the casual California teenager under her wing, revealing the secrets of how to French elevate the little things in life to the art of living. Lessons from Madame Chic is the essential handbook for anyone wanting to incorporate that Parisian je ne sais quoi into her daily life.

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<opt> <anon I1="BLANK" I2="BLANK">Lessons from Madame Chic Chapter 1 SNACKING IS SO NOT CHIC When living with a different family (especially in a foreign country), one finds many causes for anxiety. One cause, for me, was food. Back home in California I was used to grazing all day long. A handful of crackers here, an orange there, some cookies here, a yogurt there . . . Would I feel comfortable going into Famille Chic's kitchen and foraging as if I were in my own home? A few hours after my first dinner with Famille Chic, I began to feel hungry. I had had a delicious dinner, but being slightly nervous around my new host family, and feeling anxious about conducting an entire conversation based on three semesters of college French, I hadn't eaten as much as I would have liked. So I thought I'd tiptoe (in my pajamas) to the kitchen, which I had, up until then, yet to visit. Famille Chic's kitchen was not easily accessible. It was at the back of the apartment, down a long, dark hallway, and was not attached to any other room. I thought I'd sneak down the hall and have a peek. Perhaps there was a bowl of fruit for me to nibble on. Of course the door to my room (being as ancient and fabulous as it was) let out a grandiloquent squeak as I began my stealth mission, and after a few moments, Madame Chic was down the hallway in her dressing gown, asking if I was okay. I assured her I was and that I was simply going to get a glass of water. She said she'd get one for me. And apart from the strange look she gave my pajamas (which I will address in another chapter), everything seemed to be okay. Except it wasn't. I wanted my midnight snack! I went to bed that night slightly hungry, a sensation I was not accustomed to. The feeling wasn't that bad; in fact, it intrigued me! I had never allowed myself to get hungry. In California I would find something to eat at the first sign of hunger pangs, completely eliminating the feeling as soon as possible. That night I relished my hunger and had fantasies about what would be for breakfast the next day. It did take me a while to catch on, but I finally realized that most French people do not snack--and Famille Chic was no exception. The entire six months I lived with them, I never saw a single member of their household eat anything outside allotted mealtimes. They had excellent eating habits, were not overweight in the slightest, and gastronomically speaking, led very balanced lives. I never saw Monsieur Chic rushing out of the house with an apple in his mouth and a takeaway coffee in his hand because he was running late for work. Every morning the family would have breakfast at the same time (and breakfast was a very satisfying meal), then lunch would usually be eaten outside the home, presumably sitting down in a café, and dinner was always at least a three-course sit-down affair at home. If you had that to look forward to every day, you wouldn't ruin your appetite by stuffing yourself with crackers either! Le No-Snacking Design Many modern American homes boast an open-plan kitchen, where the cooking, dining, and living spaces all seamlessly flow together in one giant room. This kind of interior is not common in Paris's ancient apartments. The journey to Famille Chic's kitchen was a small trek. Not only was the kitchen not attached to any room (certainly not the dining room), but it was situated at the end of a long, dark corridor that usually had washing hanging in it. You might argue that having an open-plan kitchen is warmer and more welcoming (after all, the kitchen is the heart of the home), but it also presents temptations. It is terribly difficult to avoid the cookie jar if it is staring you in the face while you try to mind your own business in the living room. Famille Chic's kitchen was purely functional. While many modern kitchens boast granite countertops, stainless steel appliances, and espresso makers, Famille Chic's kitchen was tiny and quite dated. Its main function was to turn out meals (albeit spectacular meals). Breakfast was the only meal of the day consumed in the kitchen; dinner was always served in the dining room. Famille Chic's living room was very formal. It was not the sort of place one would lounge in while snacking. There was no comfy sectional with throw pillows, no La-Z-Boy chair, no giant flat-screen TV. Instead, there were four antique armchairs. They did have a tiny, dated television, which they rarely watched--but it was tucked away in the corner. Famille Chic's living room was set up for conversation, entertaining, or reading a book. And because it was so formal, one would have felt quite strange devouring cheese puffs out of the bag whilst in it. Snacking is not chic. Have you ever watched someone mindlessly snacking? Sitting in front of the television with a bag of pretzels or a pint of ice cream--absentmindedly eating while not really paying attention? Perhaps crumbs are falling down the front of his shirt. Or an errant drop of ice cream ruins her freshly pressed skirt. Snacking is the opposite of chic. And in Paris, that simply won't do. High-Quality Snacking Back home, I admit that I will snack, but only if it's a high-quality snack. Before living in France, I would think nothing of eating really poor-quality foods like drugstore candy, potato chips out of the bag, or crackers out of the box. Now I avoid eating these things at all costs. My snack foods must be high quality--Greek yogurt with blueberries, a bowl of tomato soup, or a piece of fruit. And I have definitely eliminated the midnight junk food snack I used to have. My husband and I have dinner quite early now that we have children, and I no longer need anything after dinner. I find that if I have a well-balanced, quality dinner and a small dessert, the need for a snack is completely eliminated. I suggest that you do not even bring low-quality snack foods into your home. Don't even go down that aisle in the grocery store. If it isn't readily available, you won't miss it after a while. I promise you will not think back fondly about those addictive cheesy powdered crackers. Instead, you'll wonder how you could ever have consumed such a horrid thing in the first place. Never Eat on the Go The French do not eat while on the run. In the book Sixty Million Frenchmen Can't Be Wrong, authors Jean-Benoît Nadeau and Julie Barlow recall walking out of their apartment building in Paris while simultaneously eating a sandwich and being met with a sarcastic "Bon appétit" from the sneering doorman. The only people you see eating and walking at the same time in France are tourists. I can't even imagine Madame Chic doing such a thing--it just would never happen! I used to think nothing of eating and walking at the same time. Now I would rather not, merci. In fact the other day I was out shopping and realized I was quite hungry. I briefly considered stopping in one of those pretzel places and getting a giant pretzel to eat while I shopped, but when I imagined Madame Chic's disapproving glance, I simply could not bring myself to do it. I opted, instead, to walk to the food court, sit down, and eat my lunch like a lady. Eating should command your full attention. After all, you are bringing things into your body. The act should be civilized and respectful. This cannot be achieved on the subway. If you must snack, do so in a controlled and civilized manner. Pop into a café and have a seat to enjoy your cappuccino and croissant. Allow Yourself to Feel Hungry So many of us snack because we don't want to feel hungry. I learned in France that feeling hungry is a very good thing. You're not starving. You have an appetite, which is the result of lots of stimulating activity. My days in Paris were extremely active. I was out all day long, walking in the city, going to classes, meeting with friends. I built up a tremendous appetite! And that marvelous appetite would be satisfied every evening when I came home and dined with Famille Chic. I was able to appreciate Madame Chic's well-cooked meals and really savor them. If I had spoilt my appetite by indulging in crackers or candy beforehand, I wouldn't have appreciated her meals at all. Who wants to ruin sole with beurre blanc, new potatoes, and haricots verts, followed by a crème caramel, by eating too much bread before dinner? Not me! Diagnose the Problem Many times what we think is hunger is actually something else. If you are eating three balanced meals a day and afternoon tea, you probably aren't hungry. You might be feeling thirst or acute dehydration. The next time you feel like snacking between meals, have a tall glass of water with lemon instead and wait twenty minutes. Chances are your hunger will dissipate. If you are not thirsty and you have a feeling you are not really hungry, could you be bored? Most of us have snacked out of boredom at some point in our lives. Amuse yourself with other pursuits--reading a book, getting some fresh air on a walk, or playing the piano . . . And finally, try not to snack in front of the TV, unless you are watching the Super Bowl. Make Dining Well a Priority Of course, all this effort to not snack is futile if you are not eating at least three balanced meals a day. Do you feel like you can never get ahead when it comes to planning meals? Are you always wondering where your next meal will come from? (Take out? Delivery? Rummaging around the kitchen cabinets?) Are you slightly neurotic when it comes to food? Maybe snacks are taking the place of meals in your life. Famille Chic made meals a priority and enjoyed them ritualistically. There was not one night where we considered ordering pizza delivery because there was nothing for dinner. Or, even worse, stood above the kitchen sink while eating a bowl of cereal at nine p.m. because dinner failed to happen. (We've all been there--especially me. I'm not denying it!) Madame Chic had a set of recipes that she made very well, and she provided them in rotation. The pantry was always stocked with the ingredients to make a satisfying meal. On the nights when we didn't have a spectacular casserole or some other delight, we would have salad with select cuts of cured meats from the charcuterie. Even this dinner held importance, and the tray of cured meats (salamis, sopressatas, etc.) was passed around the table as though it held the most exquisite delicacies. Every day they enjoyed real food (no fake butter, fake sugar, or diet anything). Their meals were rich, decadent, and very traditionally French. Excerpted from Lessons from Madame Chic: 20 Stylish Secrets I Learned While Living in Paris by Jennifer L. Scott All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.</anon> </opt>

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