After days of relentless sun, the skies opened up and delivered a proper downpour. Torrential. Biblical. The kind of rain that turns scrolling, snacking, and sofa-sitting into legitimate vacation activities. Oddly, nobody seemed upset about it. After days of temperatures that could fry an egg on a beach chair, the rain felt like a public service. So we pivoted and over-foraged for food and scoped out a few Porto Vecchio shops (in , pleated shorts and this , above). And then Coco and I settled onto the sofa back at our rental (AKA ), where we spent a good amount of time sharing shopping discoveries with each other. Which is funny because we're sitting on the same couch, yet still texting links back and forth like we're separated by continents. Our version of Corsican postcards! Here’s what we unearthed, below: these floral print pants, the forever-chic khaki shirt, these long satin shorts (also love the shape of these), this tres chic boat-neck t-shirt by , this (for sunny days ahead) and this to tie around our collective croissant-filled waist.