Italy Makes a Guest Appearance in Clermont
Friday, August 7. A night, Italian-style.
Golden lights, the scent of lemon trees, a playlist that exudes summer. Capri in August, the coves of the Amalfi Coast, the sea still glistening as the sun sets. You won’t need a passport. Just your best pair of sunglasses.
The setting: the Riviera, Grand Mess-style
The trattoria vibe that extends from the rooftop all the way to Bar Central.
It smells like vacation—salt on your skin, conversations getting started, the table suddenly turning into a dance floor. And that incredible feeling, around midnight, of being somewhere between Clermont and the Mediterranean.
The setting: the Riviera, Grand Mess-style
Crinkled linen, colorful prints, flowing dresses, and black sunglasses—even at 11 p.m. The full Riviera look is accepted, encouraged, and applauded.
Just one rule: come as if a photographer were waiting for you at the top of the steps of a white villa.
On August 7, we're not going out. We're switching gears.
