Posted on June 11 2014
Hey there Pretty Birds,
It’s hot here in Milan and we’re super wishing that we could be laying out lazily at the beach. After swapping our favorite beach stories, we decided that it was time to start talking about our favorite beach destinations. I’ll be heading to St. Tropez in a couple weeks, so I thought that it would be fun to have a look at some of my favorite images over the years from my favorite place in the Côte D’Azur.
They are mostly photographs from the 1960s and 1970s of the beautiful people and jet-setters that spent some summer days in St. Tropez too. These include Brigitte Bardot (I’ll never forget meeting her on the port when I was still very young and she was still very beautiful), Mick Jagger (he married Bianca Perez-Mora Macias there in 1971), Alain Delon, Romy Schneider, Marcello Mastroianni, Audrey Hepburn, Jack Nicholson, Roger Vadim, playboy Gunther Sachs. They had Lunch at Le Club 55, (also a favorite of Juliette Gréco and Françoise Sagan), where daddy used to bring us girls for lunch when we were growing up, and where boyfriends bring us now. It’s here that we have the best time with friends, drinking rosé wine (the house wine is amazing, and stock it up in our fridge back home). 55 is best in the spring or late summer, the atmosphere is more relaxed and there are not so many celebrities around. Easter lunch with family there is a must.
Brigitte Bardot would dance at Le Papagayo club, where I also danced for the first time at 14 years old (my young rock and roll aunt came to supervise), while Jack Nicholoson, Cher and Mick Jagger headed to Le Byblos Hotel for drinks. That’s where I met the first boy who was going to break my heart. Blonde hair, blue eyes, hips too small and ego too big, I just fell head over heels. And got hurt.
And lastly Le Sénéquier bar, where Marcello Mastroianni used to have breakfast when in town – my grandmother always recounts when she used to sip café au lait with him early in the morning chez Sénéq. I’ll always jump in after the beach and buy a tarte Tropézienne for guests back home but what I really enjoy, just like my grandmother, is having breakfast there. It is truly special: beautiful, elegant, freshly groomed men reading the morning papers and showing off their Audemars Piguets as they flip the pages.
So, as Geneviève Grad sang back in 1964, in the soundtrack of French movie Les Gendarmes de Saint Tropez: “Do you, do you, do you St. Tropez???”
I can’t wait to go back.
Giulia Capresi contributed to this post.