When I got up this morning the sun looked at me and said “come on, let’s play”.
I agreed that this was a splendid idea, slipped into a T-shirt and knotted one of my Kikois around my waist. Considering that this is really all the clothes that you need on a warm – or even hot – summer’s day, except perhaps for a nice Panama hat, a niggling thought took up residence in my mind: If I were to relocate to a warmer country, I could dress like this every day during the summer. I could even conduct business in my Kikoi.
I wonder whether I should open a summer studio perhaps in Tourtour, Portofino, Tangier or on a Greek island.