One fine day may, very well, be referred to as one fine life in terms of an outfit that one might wear not only one day, but throughout an entire lifetime. A single day that feels like a lifetime. A lifetime that feels like a day. An outfit that feels like a lifetime.
Like, for instance, the outfit in the 1996 film, One Fine Day.
Michelle Pfeiffer is a single mom of a boy. George Clooney is a single dad of a girl. They meet in the morning and, well, figure out a lot of stuff until the night comes. We figure out a lot of stuff, too, when paying attention to Michelle’s outfit, in particular, from the beginning until the end of the movie. The rest of the crew is just as strong, as they are all, by the end, part of a style that completes the story.
And form that synergy we all, subconsciously, crave for in movies, in art.
Or is it life?
So we see Michelle Pfeiffer, an architect, in the morning, in clothes that make up her 🥁 style 🥁 and we know style is timeless. A beautifully tailored brown suit, an elegantly buttoned-up white shirt, sheer black tights, a perfectly hued beige oversized trench coat, shoes that could very easily pass for Céline, a smooth, paisley-printed, sweet vest and hair that would make French women cut their hair and dye it blonde.
The way she looks, smiles, talks, walks is part of the attitude a style would not even be worth mentioning without. It’s Michelle Pfeiffer after all, bonjour!
This is just right and when something is right, something feels right, but when something feels va-va-voom, that is when something is va-va-voom and isn’t the va-va-voom that we all yearn for in life? It’s the cherry on the synergy. It’s the salted caramel we’re surprised to find in the middle of an already delicious ice-cream. It’s the fun lining we discover in an already special jacket. It’s one secret smile we discover in a person we’d already liked a lot. It’s the perfect twist we hear in a song we’d, already, been dancing to like there’s no tomorrow.
It’s the surprise element life always has us popping up champagne for.
The dinosaur t-shirt Michelle Pfeiffer – for some reason, saying Michelle solely instead of Michelle Pfeiffer doesn’t seem to have the same effect, no? – wears upon her son spilling juice on that elegantly buttoned-up white shirt is the va-va-voom in the outfit from One Fine Day. Wearing it underneath that smooth, now dots-printed, sweet vest and that beautifully tailored brown suit to coffee is one thing, yet wearing it to a business meeting, upon running through the city in it, is a way cooler thing very few could get away with.
It all becomes a walking party the moment she wears the red, oversized coat that looks like future legacy.
And this is not only how one craves for cherries (or ice-cream for that matter), but also how a stylish outfit becomes unique and the souvenir of that one fine day that started the one fine life.