30ºC

The sun is beating down like a spotlight, the sand is sticking to your feet, and even the air seems toasted. Laughter, camera flashes, and the faint thumping of bass from the neighbouring club are all around, where everyone is convinced that summer will never end. Her skin glistens with a tan and margaritas, her hair smells of salt, and her self-esteem is confidently at "beach goddess" level. Life flows between the glass and the beat – a little glamour, a little sass, and just enough self-deprecation so no one suspects the fatigue hiding under the highlighter. It seems like the sun really does make people more beautiful. Or it just doesn't give you time to doubt it.