It speaks volumes that something so simple can pack such a punch
Shakuhachi Camisole | Zara Shorts | Misano Sandals | Clutch from Indonesian Emporium in Seminyak Square | Personalised Poppy Petals bangles
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Photos: by Kevin at Luna2 Studiotel
After yet another short sojourn in Bali (this time at Luna2 Studiotel), I have come to realise the power of the camisole top. They are yet another trending reinvention of the 90’s, but they are one trend I am all too happy to embrace.
T-shirts + hot, humid weather + me = not good. The discomfort caused by the combination of sleeves and hot weather made me rule sleeved tees and dresses out of my ‘tropical holiday’ wardrobe a long time ago. That left me with the option of strapless, singlet or camisole tops only. With a wardrobe that bore very little in the way of camisoles and strapless tops, my holiday wardrobe was generally limited to singlet tops. My ever growing frustration with finding the right strap thickness so as to not make me look too masculine across the shoulders, forced me to further explore the world of camisoles.
Admittedly, I always steered clear of camisoles as I thought they were a territory for my mother and her friends only. Wrong. Once I popped one on, I knew there was only one style of ‘sleeveless’ I should be wearing from now on. Not only is the ‘sweaty underarm material’ situation completely avoided, but the fine straps are so delicate and feminine across your shoulders all. the. time.
A simple, pretty camisole immediately takes an outfit up a notch, a notch that sits way higher than any notch a simple singlet occupies. The delicate straps, while not suitable for hiding bra straps (yay for not having to wear a bra!), open up a whole bunch of possibilities for more complex strapping and low backs/low v-neck fronts – features I have come to love in my current collection of camisoles.
Despite my disdain for ‘trends’, the 90’s camisole (and all it’s reinventions) is a trend that I am begging to stick around, or at least a trend not to be forgotten to the point of extinction… a la fluoro.