something is afoot for poolside tea time. what’s that slicing through the smooth waters…
the discerning guest knows it’s all in the details. corset lacing on a wingtip pump, earl grey with a spoonful of sugar, pinstripe poplin shirt collars pressed just so… far from frazzled, summer friends stay cool by the water together...
let the games begin. lines define the court’s edges, burgundy stripes and silk jacquard ties set the bold apart. singles, doubles, guests are dressed to play. crisp white chinos, his and hers. a game of gentlemen and ladies. all the while a shortened hem, polos with lush pops of color, set the stage for a quiet rebellion. rules may be broken. who’s keeping score…
whispers on the west lawn usher players toward a coupe of champagne. yes. this is what ease feels like. delicate feathers cascading down lightweight jersey sweaters. a popped cork, bubbly effervescence. a breeze skimming cotton linen tailoring while the hector bag lounges in good company. ivy climbing towards a blue sky. sunny days are ahead. take a load off… and stay a while…
