Photos: Virgili Jubero
So I thought this would be the best way to sum up our 12 days ( and when I say "days" I do mean just our days, our nights are a whole other story! ) in Cannes.
Just a few pics of the "Nowhere Boy" party Greg Boust and myself djed at.
Our days involed Alex aka Peter Pan attempting to throw me into the sea fully clothed, on a daily basis, building sand castles, watergun fights, paddle board races, aquatic rugby, feeding ourselves, lazying in the sun, photoshoots, trying to get up once you've slouched down into a giant bean bag, developping an indecent tan, drinking unhealthy amounts of Vitamin Water, or more precisely, Restore in my case ( I think in 12 days I was up to 150 bottles... yet could absolutely drink one right now, that's how hooked I am!), interviews in the restroom, partying with Le Grand Bizzare, the best disruptive elements in the world and just the loveliest bunch of weirdos I've ever met, drinking Vitamin Water cocktails, getting our nails done, freshening up with Colette's beauty spot, getting airbrushed, sand in my eyes, wake boarding, jet skiing, ploting with Chi Chi, watching Nubia pretend to work as she handed out flower necklaces...
As I said, this year was a good year.
xx.
