Breakfast at Tiffa…Abi’s

               One of my favorite things of being at home is sitting down and having breakfast. On holiday, it isn’t my alarm that wakes me up, but either the sun streaking through the window or else classical music that my parents play down in the kitchen. On hot days we tend to go up to the terrace to have breakfast, to the “bistro” as my Dad calls it and my brother and I fight over who gets the pain au chocolat 😉 Our house faces the Castellane valley and looks straight at one of the regions most sacred and the Pyrenees’s most tallest mountain, Mount Canigou. Canigou is a rich in iron and unlike the surrounding mountains it is bare of trees and looks blue.


This mountain has symbolical significance for Catalan people. On its summit there is a cross that is often decorated with the Catalan flag. Every year on 23 June, the night before St. John’s day (nit de Sant Joan), there is a ceremony called Flama del Canigó (Canigou Flame), where a fire is lit at the mountaintop. People keep a vigil during the night and take torches lit on that fire in a spectacular torch relay to light bonfires somewhere else. Some estimates conclude that about 30,000 bonfires are lit in this way all over Catalonia on that night.




Here I am wearing cream silk trousers and a white crochet top. As it was still breakfast

, I decided to wear my oriental mint green dressing gown as a Kimono. I have found that silk gowns tend to have beautiful patterns and are lovely to wear in the house but also look great for a chic geisha style look.


Silk Cream Trousers – NEXT

White Crochet Top – H&M

Geisha Kimono/Dressing Gown – Charity Shop

Purple Studded Flip Flops- Primark


Author: Abigail Royston

I am an ex-professional tennis player and have just graduated from King's College in London. I share daily fashion outfits and stories of my travels and the tour. Every story has a beginning, but I will start mine here, at the start of something big. For us this was a journey of a lifetime, where dreams were made and broken, where friendships were cherished and torn apart. We lived and still live the life of aspiration and we tell the tale of victories and defeats that come with growing up at such a young age on the brink of greatness and fame. In our world youth, beauty and riches combine. We trained hard but played even harder. Our parties’ were and always will be legendary, our travels exotic and carefree. We were becoming stars. My Girls On Tour showcases street style looks, avant-garde fashion, new designers, fashion shows as well as travel stories and adventures. A fun window into the glamorous world of a professional tennis player turned fashionista, this is the place for wonderlust and fashion inspiration. Instragram @abigirlx Twitter @Abigailroyston

24 thoughts on “Breakfast at Tiffa…Abi’s”

    1. Hi John! Sorry for my late reply! I am glad you like the view, it is from my parent’s rooftop terrace and is the the Castellane Valley with Mount Canigou in the distance 🙂 My parents are both English and so the first language I spoke at home was english. I learnt french when I was 3 and then did all my schooling in french until 12. By 6 my french was better than my english but since doing a degree etc in England my english is is better, so really I would say that my native language was english :)))


      1. No worries, you are not late. 🙂 It seems many English speak French as well, maybe a misconception of mine. I bet the weather is a little less harsh in France than in London.


      2. Yes it was, a lot warmer there than here (thank God!) I was in the South, so about 1,000 miles from London and a very long way from Paris too…It has suddenly got quite cold here in the UK 😦 I think you are right, most English people do speak at least some French, perhaps it is because we are all taught French at school as our first foreign language. The UK and France are so close and we are friends and but mainly great rivals, so probably better said “frenemies” 😉 xxx


    1. Thank you so much for your lovely comment. I am so pleased you like the view from my parents house! Catalonia is such a lovely place. It is definately more rugged, rougher but also more natural and less spoilt than the French Riviera. I love how one moment you can be in the mountains and then the next be by the sea. Glad you like the look and glad you think that my outfits are nice without me having to spend a fortune! Abi xxx

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    1. Aww it was so nice eating fresh French pastries in the sun! I had to fight my brother for the pain of chocolat, but in the end gave up and ate the croissant instead lol. (Sibling Rivalry and younger sibling capitulation!)Glad you like the wrap, it is actually an old Chinese dressing gown that my Mum got from a charity shop and I took off the tassel and turned it into a floor length Kimono 😉 ❤ Abi xxx


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