Happy AF

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.

Monday.

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.

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Tuesday.

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.

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Wednesday.

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.

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Thursday.

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.

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Friday.

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!

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Saturday. Today.

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?

Very.

Till next week babes.

Love A B x

paris, the city of street musicians

 

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You know that it’s usually the best weather on day you have to leave? Well, for the first time in my life, that was not the case. Today, I am leaving a cloudy Paris behind. Apparently, the weather that I have had is Paris the past couple of days was something way out of the ordinary. With this time of year being associated with rain and cold, it was completely weird to have people tanning on the banks of the Seine River this week. It felt like summer and I wasn’t complaining.

After another one of my Eiffel-Louvre-Champs-Arc de Triomph runs, I was determined to actually make it to the neighbourhoods of Paris that I wanted to visit on the first day. So, eliminating all possible distractions in the form of café’s and boutique stores where I can’t afford anything anyway, I got on the Metro underground train and only emerged to a gorgeous day at Hotel de Ville Station, the one closest to the Notre Dame. From there the plan was to explore the Latin Quarter and Le Marais, which are some of the oldest and most authentic neighbourhoods in the city.

I don’t know if it was the incredible weather or because of the fact that it was Thursday (who knows, maybe there is something secret about a Thursday in Paris), but something invited all the street musicians to this part of Paris.

The first musician I came across was on the bridge at the back part of the Notre Dame. He caught my attention with a beautiful rendition of Don’t Think Twice it’s Allright”, written and originally sung by Bob Dylan but then later covered by Peter Paul and Mary (which is coincidentally one of my favourite songs at the moment). The music echoed over the water and made every person, tourist or local, stop in their tracks and pause a moment to take it in.

Walking though the streets of the Latin Quarter gave me a peek of what it would be like to live here. Well, I have decided that I could easily sip coffee (or wine), eat stacks of bread and have deep discussions with friends while enjoying the sunny day (To be fair, it was lunch time so all the café’s were packed, I’m sure everyone actually does have jobs and things to worry about).

The second musician I came across was a picture right from a cliché Paris postcard. An old man with a leather jacket that any millennial would kill to have, a lit cigarette hanging from his lips, playing classical guitar.

The third was on the bridge taking me from the Latin Quarter to Le Marais. This must have been my favourite half-hour of my whole time in Paris. The bridge can’t be accessed by any cars, making it the perfect make-shift stage for these musicians. This guy, armed only with his guitar, a microphone, amplifier and his voice, managed to gather quite an audience. Every-one taking a quick break from being on their feet, but staying a couple of minutes longer to enjoy the music.

The rest of the day I saw at least another 5 musicians/groups singing on the streets, in the underground terminal and even in the train itself.

I absolutely love my outfit from yesterday (although my 12-year-old-self would die if she saw me in these clothes!). My last day in Paris I wore a pair of khaki, high-waist, flare pants from H&M, a plain white top and finished my look with a colourful floral scraf that you can find at Zara.

I am typing this on Heathrow Airport in London with my flight to New York leaving in less than two hours! I am beyond excited, so stay tuned for some cool posts coming your way in the next week!

G2G

BRB

Andybee xx

 

desert days

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I just arrived back home after a month of traveling from the western coast of Africa to the East and back to the West. I spent most of my holiday in the desert in Namibia, but did an epic cross-continental trip to the lush and warm shores of Mozambique, but more about that in my next post.

For now I am just going to give you a quick glimpse of the beauty and solitude of the Namib desert.

I spent two weeks in a fishing town on the coast of Namibia called Henties Bay. On of these days, Pierre and I  decided to drive a couple of kilometers inland to find one of the driest, flattest and simplest pieces of Earth i have ever seen. This seemed like the perfect spot for a couple of photos.

I decided to complement the simple landscape with a black vintage dress and the raffia Country Road hat that you will see in every one of my holiday photos.

Hope you have a great week, you will be seeing a lot more of me from now on. I have major plans for this year.

(Photos by Pierre Cronje, go check him out on Instagram here)

A B x