Things I love about the beach in the c'ote d'azure:
The umbrellas are beautiful. And necessary.
The waiters. Eric specifically. Although, the way pronounced it was more like "air-reek-ka". He was very lovely and catered to my every whim. Which meant he kept the rosé flowing and brought my water(fla) in an adorable little bag filled to the brim with ice.
I will say that I did not get quite the level of service that the hot, thirty something two chairs down from me got. She was amis with her waiter. That apparently means when his shift is done he will go swimming with you, take your top off and give you a massage and some lovin'. Damn. These French no how to roll.
I love that their version of sprite is called schitt. Really.
I love that every woman regardless of age and fitness level is rocking a bikini. I saw a seventyish lady in givenchy sunglasses and a gottex monokini with some very saggy boobs entertaining a group of eight men with a very vivacious storytelling.
Things I don't love about the beach- nothing.
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