Sofia Hyeres Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

My fave flick, *Talk to Her*, fits perfect here. That line, “Nothing is simple,” hits hard. Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s messy, deep, like Almodóvar’s coma gals. One time, read this nutty fact – medieval whores wore stripes. Stripes! Like, what, they’re zebras now? Cracked me up, picturin’ ‘em struttin’ past knights. “Ruh-roh, watch out, Sir Lancelot!”

2. Stroll through the narrow streets of Hyères

Hyères (French pronunciation: [jɛʁ] ⓘ), Provençal Occitan: Ieras in classical norm, or Iero in Mistralian norm) is a commune in the Var department in the Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur .

Oh, and lemme mention, I found a quirky little spot called Café Dylan off Rue de la Libération. It’s a hole-in-the-wall, run by a grand old man who always says “Fuck it, enjoy,” kinda like a line outta McQueen’s vibes. That place is my refuge—serenity with a dash of badass.

The jury and finalists of the 38th edition of the Hyères fashion festival