They Don’t Deliver Cupcakes Here… Or Why I’m Not A Region Girl

 

 

I am definitely a big-city, world-capital kind of woman. Paris. Tokyo. Seoul. These are the kind of cities where I thrive (and I’d love to try New York and London in a near future). I like myself a little countryside retreat for weekends and vacation, but the average-sized city is really not for me. Unfortunately, as you might have read on my 20 facts about me post, I am currently living in a small city called Saint-Etienne for education purpose. Here is a list of why I’m really not a French region girl (this list doesn’t apply to deep, green, beautiful countryside.)

  • No subways. Not that I like riding underground, but it’s fast and convenient. If you thought that the bus was an horrible invention why don’t you try tramways here?
  • Dubbing. I am still trying to figure out where the French obsession for dubbing movies comes from but seriously, it’s harder to find a movie in its original language than digging for gold in the region (and who likes to see James McAvoy speaking with a voice that isn’t James McAvoy’s?)
  • No cupcake delivery. And hardly no cupcakes at all. The last time I went into a macaron shop to ask if they would do delivery, the guy asked me for a quote. It didn’t occurred to him that it wasn’t for a wedding but for strictly personal binge-eating.
  • No fashion. No fashion event, no fashion week, no fashion exhibition, no fashion opportunities, and no fashion in the streets either. Lame. Bleak. Stressful (on the other side it feels like a good shot of morphine when you see it).
  • French only. I’m going down into the dangerous road of clichés but damn boy, they only speak French here and I barely speak French anymore so that’s really not a place for me.
  • No department store. Or very little ones. With like three Gucci bags and one Kenzo dress. Not that I’m the biggest of customers but doesn’t it feel right to have good taste around you?
  • No Uber. Please. God help them.
  • Almost no little cafés. Cafés and bars tend to be the same thing in France and although Starbucks launched a fashion of small, authentic coffee shop openings, it barely reached the outskirts of Paris and cool places when you can brunch and have a coffee and listen to some good music are pretty rare.
  • People are rude. Way more than Parisians, I’m telling you.
  • Relocations. Here is another obsession of France: instead of keeping its industry and business central to its cities (where people and transportations actually go), it relocates everything on the outskirts, creating huge ‘mall’ areas that are hard to reach without a car. Great solution to the collapsing economy.
  • Sephora doesn’t have all the products on the catalogue.
  • I miss Paris. Every single second of my life.

Are you a big-city or a small-city person? What is it that you hate in your city? Share your stories in the comment section below.

Photos by Hao Chen Peng, whom you can visit on Instagram here. I also made a new Instagram account which you can follow here.
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2 Replies to “They Don’t Deliver Cupcakes Here… Or Why I’m Not A Region Girl”

  1. I am definitely a small-city girl. Yup.
    What about the landscape, nature and peaceful environment you can live in when you are out of big cities ?
    No Uber, that’s for sure but… Having a bike is more handy and eco-friendly anyway. Couldn’t live in big cities. Too much stress for me (I am a weak girl though, ahaha)

    Love your blog. I’ll comment more in the futur.

    Keep posting dear 🙂

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    1. What I like with living in big cities is that nature is always around the corner – be the corner within the city or a 20-minute ride. You can always indulge in green on weekends all while keeping your life exciting and buzzing when needed. But I do agree that peaceful countryside is the more relaxing! (And also I think you’re a little biased because you experience a whole new kind of nature heaven this past year hahahaha).
      Thank you honey!

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