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“I feel like Emily watched Sex and the City,” Lily Collins tells Glamour. “I think about that a lot. I think Emily admired Carrie Bradshaw in a lot of ways. I think she took into consideration, ‘If Carrie went to France, what would she wear? What would she do?’ I don’t think she lives her life by the characters she admires, but she loves what she loves. I think she’s inspired by the characters she’s admired and drew a lot from Carrie.” 

Collins does say, however, that Emily isn’t a carbon copy of the women on Sex and the City. She’s her own character, and Emily in Paris is its own show—even if the similarities hook viewers. “We really wanted to make sure Emily didn’t become a new Carrie and was her own Emily,” she says. “But taking into consideration the modern woman has those characters we all love, of course we drew inspiration.” 

The show isn’t all froth. Emily faces difficult issues at her marketing job, like sexism and advances from older executives. Her co-workers bully her. There are certainly obstacles she has to overcome, but the overall tone of the show is escapist, and that’s exactly what many of us need right now. 

Lily Collins and Mindy Chen in Emily in Paris. 

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I’d be remiss not to call out a glaring issue about the series, though—something that may take you out of the fantasy, like it did me. A reductive fat joke is made in the first episode that truly threw me off guard. The exact context isn’t important, but up until that point the episode was so great, funny, and diverse. All that work was almost wiped away in an instant. But I compartmentalized, trucked along, and fell in love with the show again—only to be thwarted by yet another fat joke midway through. It’s frustrating that in a TV landscape where diversity is paramount, fat people are still acceptable punching bags. Not only were these two lines un-funny, they’re unnecessary. The show is just as fabulous and witty without them. If there is a season two—and I want one!—I hope the fantasy is served without casual fatphobia. 

Let me reiterate: I really do want a season two! Emily in Paris is a sparkly sensation from start to finish. I kept this review spoiler-free for a reason: Go actually watch the show now. Is it groundbreaking? No, but for 10 episodes, you get to float blissfully on an eau de parfum cloud. In 2020, that’s a trip worth taking. 

Emily in Paris is now streaming on Netflix. 

Christopher Rosa is the staff entertainment writer at Glamour. Follow him on Twitter @chrisrosa92. 



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