Eveyone is getting ready for the summer. So let's make this Apero a training camp for this year's summer love!
Pictures and bad Poetry at the Lomography Gallery Shop Paris
Eveyone is getting ready for the summer.
So let’s make this Apero a training camp for this year’s summer love!
Think Swedish sunburnt darling, clumsy adorable language students with weird accents, think cheesy summer hits, made in Italy or Spain, think flip flops and unreachable tanned bodies, sand everywhere. I mean everywhere. And most of all think the after summer love letters and goofy teenage poetry.
If you are ashamed, it is damn good.
I am serious. Bring pictures or colour copies or postcards of past summer loves and we will all stick them on the wall and share our tears. Recite your cravings and yearnings for your parted love. Let’s all drown in nostalgia and turn the pain into happiness.
We will be sipping delicious ice cold Calimocho (red wine upgraded with precious coca cola) in wet t-shirts. Adorable Mousseux, too. But Calimocho tends to be my favourite for this occasion.
The best poems will get something for free, something nice. I will update you on that.
My favourite dress code would be this:
You are a teenager on vacation with your parents and they make you wear something silly and formal for the last night on vacation. Something you are just not quite comfortable with. And a pastel coloured jumper on your shoulders.