Monty may have been a troubled boy, but he sure did good things for beachwear...Sadly, now that I am a stout middle-aged personage, this is no longer the effect I create à la plage. I have, in fact, in recent seasons (and given local styles) even considered the dread caftan, that signifier of elderly queendom around the world. Fortunately, I have so far resisted, going so far only as capacious tees and leg-flattering trunks (I was once rather widely praised for my gams, and they still have a certain something, if I do say so...).
What do you wear to frolic seaside?
