French sunshine is of the best in the world, I'm convinced. Their exotically foreign beach culture is in a word, sexy. Topless women lay about the coarse sand coastline; plumes of cigaret smoke rise from their terry cloth territories just as you imagine it would. It's early Fall, but we've managed to catch a heatwave and it's more than ideal basking weather.

My brother Evan is in France for the first time. Though if you know anything about him, you'll know he would have melted right in to this scene, as he typically does in any new place. We shot at the beaches first for the Slowtide SUM19 lookbook, then headed to this bowl we had been daydreaming about for years.

This was one of my favorite days of the trip. Love France, be back soon. x