Knisley’s mother was turning fifty, and Knisley herself was turning twenty-two. The book takes place in 2007, when both Knisley and her mother were facing important birthdays.
It’s so relatable! It details the excitement (and stress) of preparing for a trip, it dives into the struggles of traveling with a parent, it’s youthful, but thoughtful. Though it’s categorized as a graphic novel, this book really did feel like I was reading a friend’s diary. I felt like I was walking through the Louvre, eating foie gras, and picking out tomatoes at a French market. I know it sounds cheesy, but it really transported me to Paris.
Knisley wrote and illustrated the comics about her relationship with her mother (with whom she traveled), about delicious authentic croissants, her Parisian friends, and of course, French milk. aka I finally joined the rest of the bl.French Milk, by comic artist Lucy Knisley, is an autobiographical diary of comics Knisley made during her 2007 trip to Paris. Wordless Wednesday: Redwoods in California.But for everyone else out there, this is a lovely look at one young woman’s time in Paris and it’s a great graphic novel to try if you’re new to the genre. If you don’t love reading about another’s person’s travels, don’t like France or don’t like food, skip this one. You’re applying for jobs and you’re terrified you won’t find anything, but at the same time you’re terrified they will hire you and you’ll have to enter the “real world.” She captures those feelings of anxiety perfectly. I remember the feeling of nearing the end of college and knowing everything was going to change. She realized that even on vacation, your problems don’t disappear. She was sassy, but also struggling with becoming an adult. She felt like my friend, someone I’ve always known. She’s sweet, but honest in her portrayal of herself. The other draw of the book is Lucy herself. It was close enough to my own experience to ring with familiarity. I have a feeling I wouldn’t have loved it if I’d never been to Paris or if I’d read it 30 years after my trip. I think that the majority of the appeal of this book, for me, was the nostalgia it brought about for that time in my life. The book reminded me so much of my own time in Paris and in other European cities. I loved reading about their meals and the weather, but I’m sure not everyone would find it enthralling. Lucy and her mother wander the streets of Paris, visiting markets and museums, but never in a hurry. The nonfiction piece is written as her personal journal, but sets itself apart from other travel memoirs because it consists of drawing and comics of their day-to-day life there. I loved this sweet graphic novel about a twenty-something’s 6 week trip to Paris with her mother.
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