
Here comes the summer’s son.
I don’t have a summer holiday booked yet this year, but that doesn’t stop me coveting a whole new wardrobe of sun-appropriate threads… Summer style —and I mean sun-drenched, frolicking on the beach, wandering through dusty medinas and lounging languidly on the terrace, cocktail in hand— is my absolute weakness, despite the fact that I wilt instantly in temperatures over 25°, and my skin turns lobster red at the slightest sign of a sunbeam. My dream destinations are always