Why I Prefer French Women

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My lifelong desire and my entire preference has always been for women. I love women of all kinds--tall, small, slim, round, older, younger, virginal, experienced. But, my complete and absolute preference is for French women.

My fascination with them began when I was quite young and I had a nanny whose family was from La Cote d'Ivoire. She was beautiful, ebony-skinned, and spoke rich, deep French. Somehow, that voice, that femininity in her resonated with me, and I never stopped craving it.

As I grew older, my fascination continued, and my literary and cinematic interests began to take a completely Gallic turn. I fell in love with Catherine Deneuve, then Isabelle Huppert, then Sandrine Bonnaire, and Juliette Binoche, culminating with Marion Cotillard.

And, now, my lover is a beautiful young French woman, from Paris, living here and working as an interpreter for the French Embassy. She is tall, slim, subtle, brilliant, and infinitely mysterious. I am learning up-close why I adore French women more than others. Though I hesitate to generalize, I would say they understand the power of the non-verbal and perhaps the seductive strength of exquisite silence more than their American sisters.

If anyone else shares my fascination with French women, please help me unpuzzle this riddle. Or, if not unpuzzle it, at least, discuss it more?
 
I fell in love with Catherine Deneuve, then Isabelle Huppert, then Sandrine Bonnaire, and Juliette Binoche, culminating with Marion Cotillard.
You've got good taste. They're all amazingly beautiful women.


French women spend four or five times what British women spend on cosmetics and beauty aids, and, quite frankly, it shows.

Watch almost any French film from the 1940's to the 1960's, and see how the French love not just beautiful, but openly sexual women. Look at Manet's Olympia (ignoring the imperialist racism of the servant girl). Brazen, and proud. Compare that with Whister's Mother!
 
French women spend four or five times what British women spend on cosmetics and beauty aids, and, quite frankly, it shows...

I wouldn't agree that all French women have style. I have seen as many terrible sights in Calais as I have in Margate.

But...

When they use cosmetics, they know how to use them. If I look at a woman sales assistant on the cosmetics counter in a UK department store, what is the usual impression? She is likely to wear far too much, applied to remove all individuality.

In a French department store the sales assistant enhances her natural features subtly. She will do the same for any customer and discuss the process in depth instead of selling just the products that her manager wants pushed today. Her recommendations are worth listening to.

It is the same with clothing. A French woman is likely to wear her clothes with panache. She will know what suits her and what doesn't irrespective of the latest trend. Too many English women wear what is the latest fad even if it is totally unsuited to her figure.

I think the greatest difference is seen in university students. Our local women students are usually, but not always, a mess - wearing casual clothes as if they have been thrown on. In Lille the women students also wear casual clothes but almost as if they expect the paparrazi to take their picture at any moment.

An elegant English woman doing her weekly shopping in a supermarket is unusual. A French woman doing her weekly shopping is much more likely to do so looking elegant.

Unfortunately many French women are beginning to dress like English women. Jog suits and trainers are spreading at least in Northern France.

Og
 
You've got good taste. They're all amazingly beautiful women.


French women spend four or five times what British women spend on cosmetics and beauty aids, and, quite frankly, it shows.

Watch almost any French film from the 1940's to the 1960's, and see how the French love not just beautiful, but openly sexual women. Look at Manet's Olympia (ignoring the imperialist racism of the servant girl). Brazen, and proud. Compare that with Whister's Mother!

What are we comparing? the subject or the painting? Whilst I haven't seen Olympia I have seen whistler's mother. I don't much care for Manet (the few I've seen) and whistler's mother (as a painting) is mesmerising.
 
"You people"? What are you, Ross Perot?

You people being not me. A group of persons that I collectivise into aberrants of a particular stripe. (that tend to dominate and dictate the tastes in modern pornography [at least sanitised Hollywood style pornography])
 
You people being not me. A group of persons that I collectivise into aberrants of a particular stripe. (that tend to dominate and dictate the tastes in modern pornography [at least sanitised Hollywood style pornography])

Bravo!
 
I cannot deny that there is something terribly bewitching about the sound of a French woman speaking, no matter what she's saying.
 
Not to mention the fact that these are the folks who brought us French Kissing, French Letters, French Postcards, French Toast and French Fries.

Plus all those Erotica authors and poets. :D

And Bridgette Bardot.

Vive la France
 
In further consideration of the subject, I have also come to the conclusion that one of the reasons I so adore French women is because there is always something they keep in reserve. One gets the impression that there are thousands of secret thoughts and desires and memories there, but that they are beneath the surface. And, you will only discover them if she chooses to share them, which is often highly unlikely.

I despise it when I meet someone and they immediately begin the catalog of their entire life, telling me every single detail, and giving me nothing to discover as time passes. The constant push-and-pull of wanting to know and not wanting to know is very appealing, and French women seem to understand this better than most.
 
You people being not me. A group of persons that I collectivise into aberrants of a particular stripe. (that tend to dominate and dictate the tastes in modern pornography [at least sanitised Hollywood style pornography])

:heart::kiss::rose:

Besides, I think it's mostly a misconception about French women or European women in general, now, isn't it? I think shaving everything has become just as prevalant among young people over there as it is here in America.
 
I just love most things french LOL
food wine architecture clothing perfume cheese LOL

And I like to shave.... mainly because if I dont no amount of soap or deodorant will mask how strong my personal body scent is...It was nightmarish during puberty let me tell you!

I assume its becuase it gets the oils and fluids trapped in the hair...

Not completely hairless --- no fun that - but -

Anyway -

Beisdes the obvious fascination these days for sweats and joggers - I would prefer to be dressed nicely with a minimum of fuss and subtle make up-


But nothing beats "Cherries in the Snow" for ruby red lips to beckon with!
 
My lifelong desire and my entire preference has always been for women. I love women of all kinds--tall, small, slim, round, older, younger, virginal, experienced. But, my complete and absolute preference is for French women.

My fascination with them began when I was quite young and I had a nanny whose family was from La Cote d'Ivoire. She was beautiful, ebony-skinned, and spoke rich, deep French. Somehow, that voice, that femininity in her resonated with me, and I never stopped craving it.

As I grew older, my fascination continued, and my literary and cinematic interests began to take a completely Gallic turn. I fell in love with Catherine Deneuve, then Isabelle Huppert, then Sandrine Bonnaire, and Juliette Binoche, culminating with Marion Cotillard.

And, now, my lover is a beautiful young French woman, from Paris, living here and working as an interpreter for the French Embassy. She is tall, slim, subtle, brilliant, and infinitely mysterious. I am learning up-close why I adore French women more than others. Though I hesitate to generalize, I would say they understand the power of the non-verbal and perhaps the seductive strength of exquisite silence more than their American sisters.

If anyone else shares my fascination with French women, please help me unpuzzle this riddle. Or, if not unpuzzle it, at least, discuss it more?

What's the riddle? French women choose their lovers like anyone else. Unless they have a talent for sucking cock or pussy in a handstand, they aren't much different.
 
What's the riddle? French women choose their lovers like anyone else. Unless they have a talent for sucking cock or pussy in a handstand, they aren't much different.

Difficult to say, but I can tell you that I have had many women 'suck my pussy' very well, but I had no desire to call them again the next day. On the other hand, I have been with several French women, including my current gf (who were exceedingly talented sexually), each of whom inspired a desire in me to continue calling them and seeing them as long as they wanted to. So, ? What can I tell you? It's a puzzle to me.
 
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