Wearing:// Top: Brandy Melville, Jacket: Mother Denim, Shorts: LF (Urban Renewal Chiffon Short), Shoes: Jack Roger, Sunnies: Wildfox
Within a week, I had gone from spending my first weekend in Rennes overwhelmed with sleep deprivation weighing heavily on my eyes to making my first voyage around Brittany with my host family. Like lots of Americans, many French people escape the suburbs or the city for a tranquil alternative- the beach. Several of my friends also made a trip to the beaches of Saint-Malo, while my host mom took me and some of the college students boarding in her house to Saint Briac Sur Mer, which is just next to Saint-Malo. Growing up, I've always had the beach right at my fingertips, and being able to hear the crash of the waves as opposed to the sirens and speeding cars of Rennes was refreshing. We took a semi-chilly hour long walk along the beach with my host mom's daughter and her huge lug of a dog, Pearly, who loved to run along the empty beach. One of my favorite sites along this walk was a strange cross over of the water going in two different directions, which you can see in the sixth picture. Even though we remained on the same path in the same place, it was almost as if the scenery changed significantly with every step. After some fresh air, we had a massive lunch as per usual, which was finished with a tarte au chocolat to make the bread/quiche/chicken/everything filled meal even better. Stomachs rounded and spirits high, we sat and relaxed on the beach for our afternoon remaining. With my eyes resting and serenity washing over me, I was quickly awoken by hearing "Let it Go" from Frozen being sung passionately in French by a group of little kids. What a delightful day.
Even though I brought mostly [several] mountains of sweaters for this year, I still remembered to throw in some more summery pieces for part of September. In order to tone down my rather loud patterned shorts, I chose to go more basic for my top since I didn't want to stick out too much as an American. There's only so much you can do, really. The first week or so I was here, it was pretty brisk but would get progressively hot, and so a jean jacket was the perfect go-to for layering. Ignore the fact that I may or not wear it for the next 1000 posts. I brought out my inner boarding-school-prepster with some gold sandals to make our beach promenade a bit easier. My priorities are a new level, that's for sure! Hope you enjoyed these pictures! Talk soon. xoxo