This picture from the ’80s of Caroline Casiraghi of Monaco talks about style and style is timeless, so the picture could, just as easily, be from nowadaze, everydaze, yays!
Is that an oversized T-shirt? Was Tom Ford inspired by these sunglasses when he made his? Have the ’80s always been so damn cool? Let’s decode this picture and see.
I wonder what she’s thinking about. Feeling.
The breakfast was delicious, today feels delicious. Do I feel like beautifully laying on the beach while looking like this? Yeah, I do. A good hair day spent on the beach is an awesome day! It feels good to be alive! I love my hair, I love my body, I love my face and I must quit smoking! It’s bad and I’m quitting! Today? I might as well just enjoy this one last cigarette while feeling fabulous in this glamorous bathing suit I just got for myself. It’s full of sparkles and sparkles remind me of dancing. I’m going to lay in the sun and think about dancing.
Nah, I don’t think it’s going to rain today, but this wind…
I have the T-shirt, just in case. The wind seems playful today – man, I love life! – but hey, so do I, it’s my man’s T-shirt. Why his? I just love him, I want the smell of him with me all day long. It’s a wonderful day! Love is not something I need, but it’s something that gets me higher. I like this cut. I like my haircut. I totally feel it. Ooh, sunglasses. I feel them and, Tom Ford, you will, too, one day, and I can not but salute you.
I’m just me. It’s ok if you like me, it’s ok if you don’t, I’m just enjoying every second of my life. I love my life. Life is fascinating, I really should quit smoking. Until then, though, I’ll see you on the beach.
Could this be it? The style in this picture hit me, made me want to hear everything about it. This is where clothes come in and whisper. Just as attitude does. It’s the life in the bathing suit, not the bathing suit. Everything makes up the style that comes from deeper within and it’s this within that made me, afterwards, want to see more of Caroline. Of Monaco on a beach. Google images, everyone.
And Coldplay’s Ghost Stories album. Ghosts might imply a past, but let’s think about a story that implies the future. It starts now, here, and it makes us dream of more.
What shoes could she be wearing? I wouldn’t put her choice in a box, but I know what I would wear to make the look feel in the now: a pair of the simplest black flip-flops. I’m, still, wondering, though, what was it that she wore, back in the days. Something a bit more glamorous, presumably. Barefoot is glamorous because barefoot is sexy. Life is sexy. To either feel the cold, crisp, marble floors or the warm in the morning sand that gets annoyingly hot during the day and all over in between your toes, but hey! We so love you, sand, sun, you know… Yeah… So, she quits smoking, has a glass of nor too cold, not too warm, perfect Glera wine and starts it all over again.
Looking like that.
Not bad.