that show, it took a moment for my eyes to adjust to all the acres of flesh on display. The last few years have, after all, been about long flouncy dresses and silk skirts that modestly hover around our ankles and I’m simply not used to seeing a woman's knees – let alone her upper thighs.
But Emily Cooper – who, in the Netflix series Emily in Paris, decamps to the French capital for a year with her decidedly non-Parisian wardrobe – barely wears a skirt that ends more than a few inches below her bottom.
There’s the snakeskin mini from the first episode that makes her colleagues snort in horror, then the hot pink and camouflage one she puts on to flirt with her handsome neighbour, or the pale-pink print skirt she wears for Paris Fashion Week..
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