On this morning in the South of France, we feasted on fresh pastries from the local boulangerie on a beachfront cafe terrace. We sipped cappuccinos and freshly pressed juice and laughed about all manner of oddities in that way only a close-knit girl gang can. I pranced about the beach in Elodie’s hometown in a Hunkemoller bikini whilst my truly beyond awesome girl gang cheered me on and provided bonus warmth by way of laughing until our sides hurt.
We meandered over to Sanary-sur-Mer where the daily farmers’ market was in full swing. Colourful canopies shielded fresh wares from the beaming May sunshine. Heritage tomatoes in all of their glory, in pride of place – just look at those textures! We lost one another as we each swooned over the fragrant scents and that array of colours, a feast for the eyes.