Good morning and welcome to the hottest day of the year so far, at least where I am. I’ve been up for hours, trying to get all my work out of the way by lunchtime so I can take a picnic to the beach. Speaking of picnics, this post is the definition of beautiful and useful.
It also circuitously led to me this hat, which made me die laughing (delightedly). I think to fully carry it off you need to be 92, fully compos, squillionaire husband long deceased, sitting on some sunlit terrace somewhere in the Med, smoking like a fish, serious bracelets, perfect manicure (coral red). You’d be giving the waiter a running commentary on your fellow diners (‘I knew her in Spetses’) in a rasping voice and picking vaguely at a tomato salad because no carb has passed your lips since 1973. Fabulously, the hat, which contains its own sunglasses, is sold out. Click through and look at it in profile! Hahahaha. I love it. It reminds me of the Bob Fosse dance sequences in Sweet Charity, for some reason - it’s that makeup and that angularity in hat form. (Do watch that clip, it’s a day enhancer).