Léna Verselle

A peek inside my wardrobe…

Pink string bikini, barefoot by the pool

It was thirty-six degrees all day and I did nothing but climb out of the water and get back in five minutes later. The pink bikini, the one with the little bows on the hips, never dries completely — and the stone around the pool gets so hot you end up walking on your toes. It's the only place I spend a whole day barefoot without even noticing.

Lena standing by the pool in a pink triangle string bikini, her body wet and her feet bare on the stone — Out of the water for the tenth time today.

Lena kneeling on the stone edge of the pool in a pink string bikini, leaning back on her hands — The stone is burning hot, but you get used to it.

Lena by the pool next to a white sun lounger in a pink triangle bikini, wet skin in the sun — The lounger is too hot to sit on straight away.

Lena standing on the pale stone by the pool in a pink bikini tied at the hips — Two minutes in the sun and I'm dry again.

Lena standing by the pool in a pink triangle bikini, her hair still damp — The water is twenty-eight degrees, which is almost too warm.

Lena near the pool in a pink string bikini, water droplets on her skin — I haven't touched my phone all day.

Lena standing on the hot stone by the pool in a pink triangle bikini, barefoot — On tiptoe all the way to the shade.

Lena standing in the pool with the water at the top of her thighs, pink bikini and soaking hair — Get out or stay in? I'm staying.

Lena thigh deep in the water, pink triangle bikini clinging wet, hair soaked — A wet swimsuit clings and never really dries.

Lena standing in the pool in a pink string bikini, water around her legs — One more lap and I'll go find a towel.

Lena standing in the pool with the water above her hips, hands under the surface — You can't see my feet from up here any more.

Lena in the pool, hair slicked back, pink triangle bikini — Hair back, it's easier that way.

Lena waist deep, her body refracted beneath the clear surface of the water — Water distorts everything. It's my favourite filter.

Lena standing waist deep, droplets on her shoulders, pink bikini — Thirty more seconds and I'm out.

Lena kneeling on a white sun lounger by the pool in a pink bikini, her thighs wet — I soak the lounger every single time.

Lena kneeling on a lounger seen from behind, the soles of her bare feet turned towards the camera — Sitting back on my feet, as always.

Close-up from behind of Lena's wet bare soles as she kneels on a sun lounger — The lounger fabric keeps the mark of everything.

Lena's legs in the pool seen from above, her feet refracted beneath the surface, red polish — Feet in the water. That's where my summer happens.

Lena sitting on the pool edge, one foot under water up to the ankle and the other flat on the stone — One foot cool, one foot cooking.

Lena lying on a sun lounger seen from her feet, both bare soles in the foreground — The view from the end of the lounger.

Lena's wet bare feet on the pale stone, a trail of footprints behind them — You can always tell where I've been.

Lena standing with her back to the camera at the pool edge, up on her toes, wet hair down her back — One more dive before the sun goes.

Lena crouching at the pool edge, heels lifted, one hand skimming the water — Just checking the temperature.

Lena under the outdoor shower by the pool, water running over her, barefoot in a puddle — The garden shower is freezing, which is exactly the point.

Lena lying on her stomach on a sun lounger, feet up behind her, looking back over her shoulder — The sun is dropping. I'm not moving.