I was always brought up to believe that honesty is the best policy. So with this in mind I have to make it clear before I go any further… I hate sand. I honestly cannot stand the feeling against my skin or the way it clings to you just like the way Kris Jenner clings to Chanel… But just as much as I hate it in practice, I adore it in theory. The way it moves and curves in the wind, the colour of a red Arabian dessert or a white Hampton beach…
On paper its beauty is endless which is exactly how I ended up at the beach on one hot British day (it was 25 degrees!) but in practice it just doesn’t work for me. Especially when sand sticks to your Dries Van Noten trousers or piles up inside your Prada tote. But all those problems are just simply swept aside when it comes to a picture, as none of it shows because sand just photographs so god damn well… I guess that’s why they say life is a beach, it can look great when in fact it is unbearable.
Shirt Zara, trousers Dries Van Noten, sunglasses Celine
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