When it comes to the world of bold and splashy prints, the fashion industry is currently riding a wave of palms and all-things-Troppo. So often people spend their days craving escapist island adventures, as a means of fleeing the gloom and drizzle playing out on the other side of the window, or that relentlessly unforgiving stack of paperwork sitting smugly atop one’s desk. So much more enticing and appealing is the thought of losing oneself in the lax ways of chilled-out islander locals: the dismissal of schedules, the comfort of the sun’s rays, the soothing of crashing waves and the absence of disgruntled corporate pedestrians fighting for their share of footpath, equipped with threatening umbrella weapons. Given that not everyone has a boss who would be receptive to the taking of a spontaneous surfing sabbatical, the decision to let your dream vacation take place on your clothing may be a safer and somewhat cheaper alternative (entirely dependent on whether you opt for a Dries Van Noten interpretation or a sneaky ZARA equivalent, naturally).
Be it lagoon blues, wise old bending palms, vintage boys hanging ten on wave print-repeats or tropical blooms bursting open amongst the warp and weft of your garments, this sizzling new look is an easy way to inject that holiday vibe into your every day. There is always an unmissable aura given off by individuals freshly returned from vacation: it is that lingering, remnant easy-breeziness that allows one who has been recently rejuvenated and recuperated in balmy lands to so coolly glide past their colleagues and friends, head stuck firmly in the clouds that refused to make an appearance during their luxurious leave. How much more easily they seem to drift through the day, all stress-free and glowing golden-limbed. Given that chartering the private jet for a last-minute dash to Thailand, Hawaii or Indonesia isn’t an option for all of us, embracing the look with all the ‘tropassion’ you can muster just may be the easiest way to save yourself from being caught in a dangerous rip of the seemingly never-ending Winter misery. Whether you choose to wade in the shallows, allowing small splashes to show up in your ensembles, or should you relinquish all qualms and find yourself dunked and drenched in showy splays of palm fronds from hibiscus-covered head to toe, the island party welcomes all those who wish to dance on its pristine sands.
Go on, you know you want to be one of the TROPICOOL kids… who doesn’t?