I think it’s safe to say we’re collectively in our flop era.
The weather’s chaotic, the news cycle’s apocalyptic, and flip flops cost $700.
Yes, I ordered them. Yes, I returned them. They were literally a $5 camp shower shoe in disguise. Fashion victim confirmed (apparently not the only one—they’re virtually sold out). Maybe it’s time to take a step back.
The Row sent their “city flip flop” down the Pre-Fall 2023 runway with suiting and eveningwear, and nothing’s been the same since. Minimalism and Row-hemian chic have taken over—luxury in low effort. The art of not needing to care.
Everyone wants to look like Carolyn Bessette-Kennedy casually strolling through a simpler 90s New York. Myself included. Nostalgia for understatement, ease, and a little bit of mystery—something hard to come by in an age of algorithmic overexposure. A love-hate relationship with the internet, emphasis on both.
This summer, take a page from the Olsens’ book and lean into the laid-back lifestyle. Is she an off-duty surfer headed to a business lunch to discuss her late-stage pineapple burger startup? We’ll never know. And we like it that way.
Time to pull out the red nail polish (sorry, the Essie Clambake rerelease already sold out). From Havaianas to designer delusion, here’s how to put your best (bare) foot forward.





How are you stepping into summer?
Stay toasted, xx.
I like that you paired each color of flip-flops with each nail polish.
Row-hemian chic, nice new word.
CBK is like the Olsens twins, more or less. They look chic and kind of sophisticated even wearing Birkenstock. But let’s be honest, Birkenstock aren’t chic at all.
It’s not what, most of the time. It’s who.