Dress codes have long been the bane of the more superficial tiers of my existence. What constituted Smart Casual? How was Red Carpet any different from Formal? Why was Cocktail? Who was Black Tie? I need something more specific. Le Smoking, for instance. Or Black and White Masquerade Ball. None of this vacuous room for social faux pas and public mortification at being either severely under-dressed (as I usually am straight from class to work dinners, say) or over-fabulous, which is arguably less disastrous depending on your adaptability and sass factor. Study this seaside umbrella solution for such nonsense closely.
Find your bling versus bedhead versus beach babe balance. Never guess again.
PHOTOGRAPHY Margaret Zhang for ELLE.com
MODELS Kaila Hart and Charlotte Coquelin @ IMG Models
NOTE: sorry to be so brief, kids – airport frenzy is currently in action