In two straight lines, they did their budgets,
And ate some cheese,
Then bought new hats.
This is kind of an awesome book. She's like, "I got fat when I visited the US as a teenager! I returned home to France and my father told me I looked like a sack of potatoes! I ate too many macarons from the patisserie! So, I know what I'm talking about!"
Who can refuse a macaron from the patisserie? I mean, vraiment.
(*I can thank 12 years of French classes for my tenuous grasp of the French language.
Merci, Monsieur Robichaud! Sorry I never really paid attention!)
And then she's like, "There are a million diet books published every year! If they worked, why are there so many? My book won't have pictures, mais non, you will have to read my words an learn from me!"
So far (I just finished the first two chapters), she talks about how the French lifestyle is one where you don't stress about treating yourself every once in awhile - but other lifestyles encourage you to treat yourself all the time. It's so totally true! This has to do with food (it's supereasy to buy a pre-cooked chicken dinner at the grocery store, rather than buying and cooking fresh ingredients) as well as with clothes (it's easy to buy a dress on sale, rather than taking your time and shopping to find something you really love).
It's the convenince that really adds up - in an unhealthy diet as well as unhealthy spending habits. I think I'm beginning to form the basis for SHOPPING DETOX - YEAR 2 ("the year of actual shopping detox") and I think that is going to be FRENCH!
"Bonjour, les garcons! I am just hanging out here on Le Seine, being all thrifty and healthy and full of joie de vivre!"
(*Note: My plan is to be French in spirit, not to actually following Mireille's instructions. She suggests that I spend the first weekend of my new French diet eating nothing but leek soup - as in, boiled leeks, no stock, no flavour. Sorry, that's not going to work, even if I get pain au chocolat as a reward at the end of the weekend)
Anyway, it's all about balance, joie de vivre, not beating yourself up, and going totally whole-hog when you treat yourself. There is also a lot of cheese involved (I may be making that part up).
I think the first step for me is to treat myself only every once in awhile - no weekly Starbucks visits, no chocolate bars at every grocery store checkout line, no lipgloss when I'm waiting for my prescription. When you make something a treat, you enjoy it more and you're healthier. And richer. And in less debt.
And tres chic!