For over a decade now, I’ve been the eye in the sky and the guy on the ground in France for American GQ, contributing pieces that vary from fashion hot takes to restaurant takedowns, to Sarkozy’s presidential look, to Tony Parker’s (at the time) desperate housewife. Thanks to the column, American readers not only know what wine to drink with what dish, but also how to discreetly change into a tux in a public bathroom at the Cannes Film Festival.