“Summer afternoon — Summer afternoon . . . the two most beautiful words in the English language.”

. . . can hardly contain the floods of happiness on brightly beautiful days and now that it’s headstrong into summer, have been more hopelessly drawn than usual to beachside things: bare shoulders and tousled, sun-kissed strands, shimmery golden skin and strappy high-heeled sandals — and whether beachside or poolside — pure languidness and sunlight all around . . .

{images: a glamorous little side project}