The sun kisses skin, leaving freckles and bronzed limbs.
Ice cream (vegan salted caramel-peanut, from Boho Gelato of course) steadily drips, sticky fingers at the beach.
Leisurely bike rides to explore new haunts with friends.
Watching the sun set, with an alcohol-soaked-fruit concoction in hand.
Dancing until dawn, in a field in the middle of nowhere.
Secret kisses in the woods under the stars.
In summer we shed our inhibitions with our clothes. We open our minds as we open our windows. It is a time for spontaneity, for taking opportunities with both hands and running as fast and as far with them, whilst we can.