After taking in some gorgeous work at the The Picasso Museum, (when you visit here this place is not to be missed) I could not help but notice I was sporting my Sherman Tunic in blue and white embroidery ( see I told you I’ve been wearing it non-stop)… While Picasso’s blue period was desperate and sad, Lilly’s blue periods are always a refreshing break from the pinks and greens…
Speaking of Lilly’s blue periods, I’m currently sitting poolside in my minnies “elefrance” shift, an oldie but goodie. We’ve hopped from on to another locale since I last checked in, and i’m sipping Rose as I type. I actually think it makes me more productive and should consider incorporating into my daily routine.
Beyond my shift, hands down, my favorite travel companion is Stefan, my sister’s boyfriend. Stef is hosting us at his family’s house. He and his family may actually rival Lilly herself for the title ‘hostess with the mostess’. Stef’s been leading us by bike throughout the lazy streets of this little village, every now and then pointing out the best pastry shop or the divey-est local bar. Last night, we had the most incredible Confit de Canard, whipped up by Stef’s grandmother Nicole. Adorable is an understatement, Nicole is everything one would expect out of a fabulous grand-mere, impecably stylish, an incredible cook and so gracious and welcoming. I’ve already offered to move in and be her servant.
The atmosphere reminds me a bit of Lilly’s house in Palm Beach… The door is always open, the dress code always entails bare feet and every hour is happy hour!
Where are we?