They’re independent, shameless, obsessed with looking good and perfectly happy to be a bit on the side – we find out why the French ‘make better mistresses’
Do French women really make better mistresses? Or do Brits do it better?
I FIRST
went to Paris when I was 14 years old. I was travelling with my father
who introduced me to a “friend” of his, a dancer called Sophie.
Something she told me has remained with me ever since: “All you need to be a French woman is two lipsticks and a lover.”Having lived there for several years I would say the truth is closer to one lipstick and two lovers. Or maybe more.
So it is no surprise that we are all talking about the news that a French ex-waitress, Laure Ferrari, moved into Nigel Farage’s London flat last week.
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The news came as the Brexit campaigner’s wife Kirsten revealed they have been living separate lives for years.
But while Mr Farage, 52, has said suggestions of an affair are “crackers” and that Laure is an old friend who just needed a place to stay short-term, we remain fascinated.
After all, show me a Frenchwoman and I’ll show you a natural mistress. Seductive, undemanding, secure in her own skin and sexy.
French women are famous for being mistresses. If a Polish former waitress, or maybe an American had been spotted putting out Nigel’s bins then no one would have batted an eyelid.
But Laure, who is now a politician, has us all transfixed — the reason being that you can’t possibly have a Frenchwoman in the house and not be sleeping with her. Especially a pretty, younger one.
In fact the most surprising thing about the whole saga is that she was taking the rubbish out. Oh, and that she was wearing gym kit at the time.
This is not how we picture French women. French women prance around in matching underwear, drinking champagne and pointing their perfectly manicured fingernails at us lesser mortals.
They don’t want to chip those nails by touching the bins.
And most of my French friends would barely be seen in gym kit at the gym, let alone in the middle of Chelsea in broad daylight.
French women really care about their image. And more often than not this image exudes sexual promise. They are a menace to the rest of us.
As the actor Charlotte Rampling has said: “French women are aware of their bodies. The way they move and speak, they’re very confident of their sexuality.”
And it is precisely their sexuality that gives them such confidence. They love nothing more than feeling desirable and flaunting their sex appeal.
Instead of hiding under the duvet while getting undressed like any self- respecting Englishwoman would do, a Frenchwoman will proudly get her kit off in broad daylight, preferably with someone she should not be with.
Even Laure has noticed the difference, and in an email rant from a few years ago — revealed in The Sun yesterday — she declared that French women are better secret lovers as they are “very discreet”. For good measure she also hit out at British women “with a very short dress, tart-looking, drinking massively who vomits in the street and then leave with the first man to pick them up”.
Confidence in their own superiority is one of the reasons that French women make the best mistresses. Because to be truly good in bed, it helps to be a little bit in love with yourself.
I met a French woman, Jacqueline, 35, who is single and having an affair with a married university worker. She told me: “The more my lover wants me, the more I feel wanted and the more daring and sexy I get.
“Some marriages are able to give you this feeling of lust and desire and self-esteem, but not many that I know of.
“That’s why we all do our own thing. We fuel our own self-image with stimulation elsewhere.
“Our relationship is exempt from the tedium of everyday life, so it is constantly on a more exciting level. You only get that feeling with an affair. In a marriage there is too much information.”
It is this kind of independence that makes French women such successful — not to mention happy — mistresses.
They are not needy in any way. They may be slightly high maintenance — looking that good doesn’t come cheap — but they are happy to be the other woman and see no shame in that role.
In fact they celebrate it. As Jacqueline summed it up: “I love being a mistress. I get the best out of my man, and never see the worst. And if he tires of me, or I tire of him, there are plenty like him out there.”
Being sexy is not just a priority if you’re a French woman — it is at the very core of their being.
A male French friend once told me: “French women are born to seduce.”
I asked him: “And what are English women born to do?”. He thought for a moment, then said: “Cuddle their dogs.”
Or take out the bins.
If your husband announces he has a French mistress, the game is up. She has weapons to seduce we can only dream of. And don’t imagine for a moment that they settle down with age. This desire to seduce doesn’t diminish one iota. I remember once talking to a lady in the underwear department of a Paris department store. She must have been around 65. She told me she was looking for some matching red underwear “to look sexy in”.
A friend of mine called Bernadette is 37, married with two kids and has been having an affair with the husband of a friend for three years.
They meet up once or twice a week in a hotel for sex. She said: “Some women go to the spa or the hairdresser’s to unwind, I go to a small hotel room where there is a naked man waiting for me.”
Then there is Chantal, who is in her mid-40s. She works in the legal system, lives in Paris and has been married for 15 years. She has three children.
She freely admits that there has barely been one year out of the 15 when she has been faithful to her husband.
She said: “I am a serial mistress. I go for married men who have as much to lose as I have. My motivation is purely sexual. I find sex with my husband boring and I enjoy the thrill of sleeping with someone new.” And she added: “It never even occurred to me to remain faithful. It’s just our way of life.”
The fact infidelity is acceptable in their country is another reason French women are so good at affairs.
Affairs are not only acceptable — they are actually part of their culture.
There is no stigma or even surprise attached to having an affair, and it’s often seen as something to be proud of.
No one would dream of asking you where you were between five and seven.
While we Brits get married and settle down, the French get married and, er, carry on as if they’re not. I gave birth to my second child in France and was practically the only woman breast-feeding on my hospital ward.
When I asked one of the other mothers why she wasn’t breast-feeding, she told me that her breasts were for her lover. Note the use of the word lover here, not husband.
So even in a maternity ward there is just one thing on a French woman’s mind. And that’s when can she next get out there and be seductive.
Helena Frith Powell is the author of Two Lipsticks And A Lover, which is published by Arrow Books.
No! It’s us Brits who do it best
WRITER Sarah once called herself a “professional mistress” and claims she had a seven-year affair with TV chef Gordon Ramsay.Here, she reveals why Nigel Farage’s new French house guest is wrong to think French women make better lovers – and why British is in fact best.
I AM sick to death of the British sisterhood being compared to our French counterparts.
We are constantly bombarded with declarations from our neighbours about how French women age better, make better wives, make their men happier and out-perform us in the kitchen and bedroom.
Mon Dieu! Give it a rest.
So, you can imagine my chagrin when I read the jumped-up views of Nigel Farage’s new French “house-guest”, Laure Ferrari, revealed in The Sun yesterday.
Her email describing us British women as drunken “tarts” in “very short” dresses and all the rest of it was typically French.
And it goes right to the heart of why French mistresses will never be better than us Brits.
‘Knew my place’
Having been the mistress to a man with a French wife – a man who was a top sports agent with a lot to lose – I know of what I speak.I know first-hand how annoying French women can be when it comes to an affaire de coeur.
I presented a much more mysterious and subtle paramour than he would have got had I been French. I was respectful of the role I played in our dirty little secret – and I was discreet, discreet, discreet.
I knew my place. A handful I was not. Unlike French mistresses.
They just cannot resist making everything about them – they have to be star of their own ludicrous drama. They are passionate people – that we know – but this passion often spills over into rampant egomania.
They think they are BETTER than the wives they cheat – “he picked moi, ” they tells themselves.
The wives, it has to be said, don’t help. They often know about the affair and kid themselves that it’s all part and parcel of life.
But my real bone of contention with Laure is her dismissal of what she calls our wild drinking and our “very short” dresses.
My dear Laure, this is exactly why men love us. They know where they are with us and what they’re getting up front. We don’t bother with airs and graces.
With us, what you see is what you get.
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