Although I’m unsure as to how I found out about Robert Doisneau: Palm Springs 1960, it’s made me want to grab a copy. As the much celebrated photograph who captured Paris, Robert Doisneau’s work has been defined by the black and white cobbled streets, Art Nouveau signage and couples kissing. Although further investigation has proved that he had a wry wit, caught nicely by this image of the Notre Dame.

So, when the editor of Fortune magazine decided to employ the Parisian photographer to shoot the luminescent colour of Palm Springs in all its sunshine-soaked splendour he made a pretty swell decision. Doisneau’s story reminds me of Martin Parr, but perhaps with a little less cynicism, retina-blasting shots that depict how people lived. And didn’t they have great sunglasses back then?