The South of France
There’s nothing like editing hundreds of pictures to make you intimately and painfully re-acquainted with your holiday just past, is there? Bien sur! What a holiday to be re-pained with the memory of. Because the South of France made me realise what is on my own doorstep; we are all too quick to jet far away, than sample the delights on our own European doorstep (Amalfi last summer made me feel the same way.) From the South West of France where we had been staying with friends, in Lectoure, my boyfriend and I road-tripped (at great length – France is, er, bigger than
you I think thought) to Cannes.
And oh the delights of the stunning Cote d’Azur. We stayed at the phenomenal Tiara Miramar and Tiara Yaksta hotels, where the service is seriously second to none, with little details like a cake and juice in our room on arrival at Yaksta (which the BLOODY cat has since ate, before I could even open the package painstakingly brought home from France). The hotels aren’t cheap, granted, but they warrant excellent views. Tiara is literally on the sea and serves the most incredible basil-infused mojitos (plus a massage which was so dark and senssssual I literally felt like I had climbed back in the womb) whilst Yaksta is set a little further back and as boutique as you can get. The food is also phenomenal. Lobster: I will never forget you. Both hotels were around a 30 min drive from Le Croisette but just 10 mins away from the adorable beach-side restaurant Marco Polo, in a lovely little town called Theoule (pic above). Go – and try the red tuna sashimi.
We took a day trip to St Tropez, with Marina as our expert tour guide. Highlights included Senequier (Karl Lagerfeld’s favourite coffee spot) for
plastic surgery spotting people watching, the infamous Club 55 for creamy moules which did not disappoint, Hotel Byblos for aperol spritzes and La Ferme Ladouceur – our favourite spot of all. There is no menu (unless you request it) just a set menu of 4 courses, plus all the wine you can drink – for just 45 Euros. Let me tell you, in St Tropez (or just outside, rather, in Ramatuelle) that is a bargain…. Much like the incredible, hand-made, fresh-outta-the-kiln seafoam-hued pottery, that I bought from a Belgian lady, whose well-known pottery barn ws a mere 2.5 hours off route. Think I owe my boyfriend forever, for that one. Really took one for the team with that drive.
Any questions – just holler in the comments. A bientot, Côte d’Azur!
From top, I’m wearing: A Dodo Bar Or dress, coming soon to Beach Cafe// a Mochi blouse and cut-off Levi’s// a Hunza G swimsuit// Topshop shorts, Alice Temperley waistcoat and panama from the French market// cut-off Levi’s// Reformation dress and Aquazzura espadrilles// same as before plus Superga Ecru sneakers// Reformation dress and Aquazzura espadrilles.
All pictures are taken on my Olympus PEN E-PL7 camera.
With thanks to Blacklane for our delicious ride from Gatwick back to London.comments powered by Disqus