I’m not an early morning person. It’s almost mission impossible to drag me out of bed before 8 a.m. But there is something incredibly stunning about waking up with the sun at summertime. The air is so fresh yet already heavy. You feel it especially in the South of France.
I don’t know how it happened that I lived for seven years in France without getting to discover the French Riviera. When I was a little girl, I was watching all the iconic French movies shot in Côte d’Azur. Imagining myself in the shoes of Brigitte Bardot and Grace Kelly. Of course, Nice was always on my ultimate travel bucket list. You genuinely feel like a 60’s movie star when going down the narrow street among those yellow-orange-red brick houses. Through my lens, Nice got to be super vintagy, full of untold stories.
It also felt very homelike thanks to Hotel Crillon by Happy Culture. It’s perfect location in the heart of the city, two-floors duplex and the 24/7 candy bar left us with the desire to come back for more. I remember that night when we were back to our room, turn on Serge Gainsbourg songs, the windows opened. That’s something that will always stay in your flashback reminisces. The top floor balcony. Glass of red Bordeaux. An amazing view to the sleeping lights of the city you’ve never been to.
Thank you, Nice. You are somewhere deep down my memory lane.
Dress and Sandals : Mango
Bag : Zara
Watches : Michael Kors
Hat : Sacred Hawk