Last Saturday, the gentleman and I went to see Bonjour Tristesse at Film Forum (now playing until May 24th- having been extended twice). We rarely find ourselves still, so an afternoon at the movies seems quite decadent. These days, catching up on movies tends to happen only on long-haul flights.
I can’t think of a better film to countdown the days until summer. Having read Bonjour Tristesse, I’m constantly enthralled by the beautiful cinematic language Francoise Sagan used to describe the Côte d'Azur. The gorgeous expanses of the French Rivera never disappoint.
The gentleman and I have been having such wanderlust for warm days spent by the sea. Traveling from town to town (and a few lesser known islands), sailing, playing tennis, visiting boutiques and markets and reading on the beach. I have in no way mastered “the art of just being”, but a trip like this is a step in the right direction.
On a sartorial note, Jean Seberg’s Cecile was dressed perfectly for a carefree vacation. Modest swimsuits (I love this Chanel swimsuit for a splurge), boatneck tunics, chambray shirts, striped shirts, white pants, high waisted shorts* and a little black dress for evenings out, is all one needs in the carry on. After all, isn’t planning for a trip part of the fun?
