It’s like I’m never, never, never going to find the ideal pair of sunglasses. But every time, I think I’ve found the pair (why are you always searching for the ideal, Garance, why? Couldn’t you be happy with a pair that’s just good?) and I’m ready to pay an arm and a leg for them (ok, not that much, actually, I’m extremely annoyed by super expensive glasses because I know, no matter how well they’re made, it can’t justify a $800 price tag)(unless they’re made of solid gold or they have their own Snapchat account…ok, fine, I’m exaggerating, but you see what I mean).
Every season, I think about it, and I wonder if I’m missing out on the pair of my life.
For example, I almost totally bypassed this sublime Dior pair, but the gods of fashion (in the form of the Dior press office) got me up to speed by offering them to me at the Dior Cruise. All the fashion editors had them on and everyone was over-instagramming them to make all the normal people, untouched by the grace of the
Dior press office gods of fashion, jealous as hell (you’ll notice that I abstained from Instagramming – the perfection of my stay in Cannes was already perfectly unbearable, the famous glasses might have been one Dior too many).
So we were all parading around with Dior sunglasses of every color on our noses, and, even though I was wearing a pair myself, I managed to get jealous of the ones people around me were wearing, in different colors. Because deep down,
like any spoiled, greedy editor I wanted them all, because I had FINALLY figured out that I was holding in my hands the sunglasses of the summer – cool, different, feminine, beautiful, light.
This realization was confirmed by my sister, Sacha, who, ever the stoic, even when she’s excited, threw me a laconic: “Can I have them? In Ajaccio, everyone’s tearing them out of each other’s hands.”
Obviously, like a good, thoughtful big sister, I kept them for myself.
There are my Céline’s, which I totally bought pre-scratched (a.k.a., ladies and gentlemen, behold, the demo glasses from Barney’s)(and behind the computer screen, the dummy who bought them) because, at the time, I decreed that they were the ultimate pair – classic, feminine, light, perfect. I wasn’t wrong and, obviously, the fact that they’re impossible to find from Soho to 96th must have had a perverse effect on my quest for the ideal.
The truth is, they are sort of perfect, with their subtle cat eye and vintage look that I love. And the Céline insignia on the side is super discreet, thank you very much, I’ve had enough of being a walking advertisement.
And there are my Oakleys, of course, which I’ve always found to be outrageously timeless, since they remind me of my adolescence. Ideal glasses, maybe not, but I’m absolutely sure they’re must-haves. I would walk and advertise for Oakley anytime apparently, seeing the size of the crazy logo…
And, finally, these Versace’s, which are just for showing off. They’re perfect in the sense that they will get you noticed right away:
“Look at that girl over there, does she think she’s at Fashion Week, or what?” (say the normal people)
“Look over there, it’s Garance Doré in enormous white sunglasses, that’s the only thing I can see. I don’t know if I love them or hate them.”
“Yeah, but at least they made you look, so whether you love them, or you love to hate them, the sunglasses still win.” (and that right there, ladies and gentlemen, was one second in the mind of a
crazy fashion editor.)
like on Tinder you just want to be noticed right away!!!
Anyway, you know me, idealist that I am, the actual truth is that I’ve already found the perfect pair of sunglasses – light, classic, perfect, timeless. And I’ve already told you about them here.
But the problem when you’ve found the ideal is that you get tired of perfection. That’s why it’s not such a bad idea to flirt a little with something new sometimes…!!!
(DON’T PUT WORDS IN MY MOUTH, EVERYTHING’S GOING FINE IN MY LOVE LIFE, are you all fashion editors, or what???)
Translated by Andrea Perdue
1 / Sunglasses, Christian Dior; Bag, Baggu; Towel, Vilebrequin. 2 / Sunglasses, Céline; Towel, Vilebrequin; Book, Arthur Elgort’s Model Manual; Bag, Trade-Mark. 3 / Sunglasses, Versace; Bag, Mark Cross; Book, Chloe Sevigny; Towel, Missoni. 4 / Sunglasses, OAKLEY; Bag, Baggu; Book, Carlos’s Places; Towel, Missoni.