Topshop boutique top, Diesel leather skirt, Christian Louboutin heels.
Ominous clouds descending upon a beach holiday is always a morbid situation, but the boy and I always manage to make a dismal outlook into an adventure. We allowed our skin a much needed break from scorching sunlight and salty water, and traipsed around Cannes’ Croisette window shopping and hiding from random rainfall in the sanctuary of stunning hotel bars. After spending an entire night being woken by abrasive thunder and lightning, I think today may have a similar fate, although I do see the determined sun trying to break through.
