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I really liked the travelogue elements of this graphic novel, where the author visits art galleries and fairs.
Because the narrative is not extensive, the schema isn't shown to be rich, rather focusing on stereotypes of Paris. The drawings were interspersed with distracting (and often unfocused) photography, all of which completely broke the immersion. these are the same peeps that every slack-jawed 22-year-old art student with pretensions of relevancy idolize. There is little sense of scope to her images, and I had a hard time envisioning her travelling throughout the city.I remember one sentence where Lucy says, and here I'll paraphrase, "Isn't it super weird that I feel like an independent adult when I'm alone but when I'm with my ma I regress and become akin to a wee infant?
but because it was essentially a diary, there was a dashed-off thrown-together quality to the art that didn't do much for me. That’s an awful lot of long-life liquid, especially when considering that France is Europe’s second largest producer of milk after Germany (French cows produce a whopping 780 litres of milk every second). Overall I enjoyed the read and drawing style, however if it was supposed to be about her travels I would have liked to no more about the places she visited, or at least have more pictures of these. A diary written by a 21-year-old girl about a totally unremarkable trip to Paris, cataloguing what she ate and what she bought. To determine the fat content, look at the label for the words, matière grasse or the abbreviation m.I get the feeling this book was not started as a travel journal to be published (I hope), but as a personal travel log and I think this is its biggest flaw; the audience was not a real consideration during its creation. En tant que journal de voyage, et vu que je connais bien Paris, j'avoue que "French milk" ne m'a pas spécialement vendu du rêve.