May is when I start to exhale.
The pace softens, the light lingers, and I begin dressing for movement—for ease. My wardrobe follows suit: soft layers that catch the wind just so, sheer fabrics that whisper more than they reveal, lace that feels like it’s lived a story before me.
I’m leaning into romance this month. Not the saccharine kind, but the kind born from intention. A sheer cape over a minimalist slip. A bubble-hem skirt with a barely-there sandal. Everything I wear feels like they float more than they rest.
My palette shifts, too. I’m craving softness—rosewater pink, sky blue, butter yellow, with notes of linen white and warm beige. And occasionally, a touch of citrus. Not loud, but luminous.
Jewelry? Statement pieces with a sense of place. Shells, pearls, textures that nod to the sea. It’s resort-coded, yes—but done with restraint.
I’m planning my next escape, of course. But until then, I’m curating. Investing in elevated summer essentials: the TWP white pants I’ll wear everywhere, a Celine canvas tote that goes from poolside to plane seat, a silk scarf that becomes whatever I need it to be.
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Even my makeup simplifies. Just bronzing drops from Westman Atelier, a gloss, and maybe a little something for the lashes. I like to look like I’ve just returned from somewhere beautiful—even if I haven’t left yet.
This is May I am most refined:
Airy. Romantic. Luxuriously undone.
A wardrobe in motion. A moodboard come to life.