A BOLD NEW energy has entered my summer wardrobe. How to describe it? It's weird. Off. Discordant. The separate elements of it do not blend together seamlessly. They do not blend together at all. There's no polish. No finesse. No well-judged belts or insouciantly tucked tops, monochrome colour schemes, flattering pops of… anything flattering at all. If I had to use one word to describe it, that word would be: ugly.
I am having an Ugly Girl Summer. So is anyone who's anyone (cool).
What does this involve? Jorts, mainly: jeans-shorts, denim Bermudas, call ‘em what you will; they're those singularly, magnificently unsexy articles that reach wide and long, way past your knee, down to the least flattering point of your shin, where they… stop. They are big fash news…
