After three LONGGG months I was finally reunited with my boyfriend Pierre, and in no other place than the French Riviera. It was my first time in this gorgeous part of the world and I might as well have stepped into a postcard. I have to be honest, I wasn’t a good tourist. I didn’t go to any monuments or museums, I didn’t go on any tours or learned any words other than “Bonjour” or “Croissant”. All I did was wander around the old parts of the towns of Antibes, Juan-Les-Pins, Nice and Monaco with my bf’s hand in mine, drank coffee at all the cafe’s that had anything under 2 Euro and lazed in the sun on Nice’s infamous pebble beaches.
But, this was all I wanted. Sometimes traveling calls for different styles, like in New York I don’t want to stop moving and exploring, but in the French Riviera I wanted to do the opposite. I guess I quite literally take on the pace of the place I am at that moment. It probably didn’t help that I was like a teenage girl, catching myself staring into the bright blue eyes of the boy next to me 95% of the time, completely forgetting where I am and concentrating on not drooling.
Denim on denim. Apart from actually seeing Pierre himself, I was most excited about wearing his vintage Levi’s jacket that he bought in Israel. I wore my mom jeans from Zara, a black velvet top and Pierre’s jacket. After walking though Nice for most of the day, we got a couple of beers and some fresh strawberries and sat on the rocks on the edge of the ocean until the sun set.
The most incredible weather. Pierre and I headed to Antibes and Juan-Les-Pins for a solid beach day. We strolled through Antibes’ old town (which was my absolute favourite town btw) and headed to the beach of Juan-Les-Pins. There we found a place with a sundeck, yellow deckchairs and umbrellas and decided this would be our camping spot for the day. We spent the day napping in the sun, cooling down in the clearest water (who have not yet received the message that it’s already summer), chatting and catchup up on days spent apart.
Summer days call for bright colours and open shoulders. On Monday I wore my old trusted high waisted jean short that I had to patch with a flower after tearing it in a very competitive family volleyball game December. I paired this with my (now brown) platform Supergas, an It’s all lies, Darling crop top from The Lot and my floral scarf from Zara.
We headed to Monaco for the day. It was two weeks before the Monaco Grand Prix and the whole city was littered with huge bleachers waiting for the thousands of spectators who will be watching this spectacle in a couple of days and the roads were already painted in the iconic red and white blocks. Even without the crowds, the whole setup was very impressive.
It wasn’t the first time that I wore this white outfit, but every time I wore it previously I got sidetracked from my blogging and never got some good shots! But with my handsome photographer boyfriend, I finally have some good quality shots showcasing this awesome white pinstriped wide-legged pants from Forever New. I wore it with a crisp frilly shirt from H&M. There’s just something about wearing something that you’re really comfortable in. This outfit gave me so much confidence and I loved wearing it so much!
Pierre looked sexy.
Quite a gloomy day. The wind picked up, so we found shelter in the narrow streets of Nice’s old town (I just realised, while typing this that we never went back for these amazing flavoured salt that I wanted to buy for my mum. damn). Nice’s old town is cheese and cured meat heaven. I am such a sucker for a good Camembert or Brie and some salami or parma ham. I was in a state of constant temptation. Especially with all those fresh croissants staring at me from all the viennoiserie counters.
I was in such a cheery mood and ended up looking like I was 6 years old and my mom dressed me for pre-school. I never wear pink, but that day I wore this in-your-face pink sweater from Pull&Bear with a flower scrunchy in my hair. To reduce the “my mom dressed me” look I wore Pierre’s badass Ray-Ban’s.
We went all the way to ITALY for some fresh produce! We got a little sidetracked in the pop-up clothes market selling faux Louis Vuittons and some pretty cool sneakers, but managed to make it home with a hand full of asparagus, green beans and 2 peaches.
I wore some of my old trustworthies. My black jeans, Pierre’s jacket… but my super cute leopard print sandals from Country Road made their debut! Although I don’t think I actually got one photo of them. I guess it will have to remain a surprise until I blog about them next time!
I left Pierre in the beautiful Cote D’Azur while I am making my way to Thailand. It was one of the hardest goodbyes of my life.
But how lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?
Till next week babes.
Love A B x