The Corsican forecast appears to be: hot, hotter, and are-you-kidding-me. Luckily, I am within splashing distance of the sea, buried in a (I’m reading it so fast I need another ASAP), and wearing feather-light blouses (, , ) that all feel less like clothing and more like a very chic breeze. P.S. , links and the full rundown on my holiday shenanigans coming soon via . Happy Monday!