For as long as I can remember I've loved the sea. When we've earned our millions (or won the lottery) the first thing I'll do is buy a house on a beach somewhere.
Having the beach five minutes from the house has been one of the best things about living here and I'm going to loathe not having it on the door step anymore.
There are hundreds of beach bars and restaurants down here within a stones throw of another and each one is completely different to the next. The food on the whole in the beach restaurants isn't amazing. I know that that's quite a bold, sweeping statement but generally, before you've even walked through the door, you know what's going to be on the menu; you're never far from a sea bass, lamb cutlet, steak frites, moules mariniers or veal Milanese and they're usually pretty average in the taste department. Knowing this makes it really exciting when you find a really good, different menu.
Chaz and I on Pampelonne beach
An obvious choice maybe but not somewhere necessarily to go for the food. I love it for the atmosphere, the pretty blue table cloths, the crudite platters, the veal Milanese, the champagne framboise, the owner Patrice, the people watching and last but certainly not least - it's actually the main reason why I love it here so much - is the boutique.
A tiny, white washed, wooden shack on the beach that is filled with the most beautiful creations you can imagine; Cotton lawn dresses, the softest sarongs, tiny delicate gems, hand painted wooden children's toys, huge piles of jewel coloured cushions and ditsy print bikinis. Corinne, the owner, the epitome of laid back French chic, has the best taste which means if you're in the mood to shop, you're in the right place.
The bar, restaurant and boutique at Club 55.