When I went to Hawaii a month or so ago, I lived in my hat.
Here’s what I envisioned: A holiday chic look, lounging by an infinity pool or scouring a local handicraft market, with oversized Alexander Wang sunglasses adding an air of mystery and Chanel Le Vernis in Jade on the toenails.
After looking at the photos, here’s what actually was: Pale, pasty, practically all vision obscured by my blah-colored hat. You couldn’t tell from the photos whether I was 36 or 63.
Lesson learned. Next time, I’m going with a colorful paper braid hat with adjustable brim. The happy tropical hues alone are enough to liven up any holiday chic look.
That, and some serious self-tanner.