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First published June 11, 2013
"'Mother Nature is not democratic. Look at the orchid compared with the dandelion: one exotic and rare, the other a common weed...And so with beauty. Some have an advantage, some a cross to bear. Some just fade into the background, forever plain and obscure---invisible, inconsequential.'"What a beautiful, unexpected little book. I came in without much expectations, since the premise of a "repoussoir" is not a commonly used concept in fiction. I suppose in modern terms, one could refer to the DUFF. The Designated Ugly Fat Friend. Someone the more-narcissitic than usual beautiful or merely average girl use to enhance their looks. Bring along an ugly fat pal, instantly look better. It's a fairly vile method of using someone, but next to someone who is ugly, a plain person looks better in comparison.
"'You are a doll to be thrown across the room in a tantrum. Hearts will be broken and feelings trampled on. You have to be stronger than that.'"I found Maude and Isabelle to be excellent characters. Both are strong, willful in their own way, and both are so well-built as to be completely sympathetic and perfectly imperfect. Their character development and growth are wonderfully done, and completely believable. I loved both characters immensely. Maude herself won me over very quickly. Her story is not an unusual one, a young girl dreaming of a better life, but like so many others, her dreams are destroyed before they even have a chance to grow its wings. I love her spirit. I love her determination. She is determined to make it, to at least survive in Paris, on her own. She needs to prove to the people she left behind that she is worth more than what they think. Her drive, her resolve stands, however much she falters through the humiliation of her work. Maude has so many doubts about herself, thanks to the job; her fragile self-esteem is further degraded by the daily lesson ingrained in her intrinsic in the position of a repoussoir.
"My position at Durandeau's has confirmed what I always feared. He has managed to solder into my mind with certainty that which my father always implied: that I wasn't good enough, I wasn't pretty enough, that I was unlovable. Like other facts so uncomfortable to face, I have decided to fold it away in a drawer in my heart, along with the death of my mother and other hurts. That drawer is locked shut."Lest you think she is a hopeless romantic dreamer, she is not. She is practical...even so, her job and the beauty of the world she is exposed to through being around Isabelle gives her wild flights of fancies which she knows is impossible. She is not stupid; Maude completely recognizes the futility of her highest hopes as well as her own hypocrisy at times. Still, a girl can daydream. Maude's conflict over the job for which she is hired and her true friendship with Isabelle is well-written, well-developed, and entirely believable.
"'Eiffel's tower is becoming a monstrosity indeed,' says a man with military posture. 'A blight on the skyline with each day that passes.'The writing is spectacular, stunning. Maude's emotional states and feelings are so incredibly well-described. The quality of the writing here is truly a work of art. I'd give more examples, but I don't want to end up quoting entire paragraphs, you must read this for yourself. My only complaint with this book is the forced insta-love with the artist Paul Villette, the "disheveled bohemian," the constant drunkard, the failed artist that nobody truly gets. They just don't understand my work, man! He's the definition of a turn-of-the-century hipster, he dresses in dirty, ill-fitting suits, he gets drunk, he calls (out loud) for his muse to grace his works...the romance between him and Maude felt so incredibly forced, and I find it unbelievable that the practical Maude would even give that drunk wastrel wanna-be-artist a second glance.
'It won't last: it will be torn down in a year and we'll get our Paris back,' assures a woman with a shimmering sapphire at her throat.'"




