Slow Sundays in Provence: The Vivia Woman's Perfect Weekend

Three friends having lunch on a Provence terrace with lavender fields

There is a particular kind of Sunday that only happens in the South of France. No rush, coffee with a view across lavender fields, a morning market, and a table that stretches well into the afternoon. Provence is the antidote to everything wrong with modern life.

The Morning Market

The Sunday market at L'Isle-sur-la-Sorgue is one of the most sensory experiences in Europe. Fruit, flowers, cheese, soaps, Souleiado fabrics. Arrive at 8am before the crowds. Bring a wicker basket.

For the market: All-Day Trouser in Stone Beige with a blue and white striped linen shirt. Simple, French, perfect.

The Lunch That Will Not End

The villa has a terrace looking out over the olive trees. Linen cloth, handmade clay dishes, herbs from the garden. Tapenade, bread from the local bakery, and a Bandol rose that is practically a hug in liquid form.

Provence is not a destination. It is a decision to slow down — and to realise this is what life can actually be.

The Lavender Fields

From mid-June to mid-July, Valensole is one of the most extraordinary sights in Europe. For the fields: linen trouser in Sage Green — it complements the lavender in a magical way — a straw hat, and a film camera if you have one.

What to Bring Home

  • Lavender soaps from L'Occitane
  • A bottle of Bandol rose
  • Souleiado fabric for your table at home
  • Lavender honey — absolutely extraordinary
  • The memory of a Sunday you did not want to end
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