When the sun is this brutal the only way to beat it is at it’s own game; by dressing in smoldering burnt orange from head to toe. I may have actually expired this week if I hadn’t dug up these breezy threads from the depths of my suitcase, as Paris welcomed the fall back with an oppressive heat wave. All one can do is order as much chilled Perrier as possible, and keep carrying on.
Photographs by Haleigh Walsworth
Tee: Zara/Harem Pants: c/o Free People/Heels: Topshop