Very slowly, I am turning into a California-ized version of Diane Keaton. That, IMO, can only be a positive thing.
Remember “menocore,” the Man Repeller-coined term I mentioned awhile back? You know: the look that involves a lot of neutral, floaty layers of the sort typically spotted on menopausal Hamptons residents? I want to own nothing that doesn’t fit into this category of clothing, and lately all I want to wear is the decidedly Keaton-esque outfit pictured above – a pair of loose cotton pants from Zara, and one or another of my massive striped button-down shirts (of which I own, oh, so many). Sunglasses. Minimal jewelry.
(As an aside, it is unfortunate to have white pants be what you want to wear every day, because what happens to them when you do this is they are no longer white.)
Some pieces inspired by my outfit up there for your (and my) summer wardrobe consideration:
ON THE TOP
ON THE BOTTOM ON YOUR FEET
