Under the sun
Sea NY shorts(and here)/Jonathan Simkhai shirt/ Celine loafers(similar here)/ Chanel bag /Celine sunglasses/ Tom Wood ring.
ph: Jordan Makarof
Honey, I’m home ! And can you tell the difference? Ehmmmm? Don’t you see my CCF* against the wall? Yeap…I’m exotically tanned, at last. I’m not going to pretend that my inherited Mediterranean genes helped much on that though. It was surely a strategically planned act: Spreading my parts like Da Vinci’s Vitruvian Man one and half hours per day, 45 min each side. Alternatively the ideal cooking for the perfect roast beef that is. Yet always sun condomed. Fully spf protected.
So today we’re popping(and not pooping as my grammar spelling corrects) champagnes to the “war of the genders” outfits and obviously my favorite ones. A sexifier in the middle, which btw I endlessly fell in love from the first sight, and two nerdish concluders. And the boy fights with the girl about who has the upper hand… That darling everlasting fight. Stop sniffing out insecurity! A quick glimpse at the depicted ensemble and you suddenly realize that balance is everything……My hand is on your hand and your hand on mine. Get it? Ahhhh…too much sun, I guess.:)
*completely contrasted feet