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I Quit My Perfect New York Life And Accidentally Became A Queen In France
I always imagined my life would feel like a movie montage. The kind that plays at the beginning of "The Devil Wears Prada." Alarm clocks, espresso shots, sexy skirts, and taxis.
By Gwen Taylor17 min read
My older sister lived on a steady diet of Sex and the City and Gossip Girl. I’d peek out from under my blanket to watch with her, pretending to be asleep. She wanted to be Samantha. I always saw myself as a Charlotte. What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic.