This Summer I fell head over heels in love with the Kaftan, and since the beginning of September, my adoration of this item of clothing has hardly wavered. On Holiday, the Kaftan is the answer to ‘what to wear between the Beach and the Hotel?’ if you wish to avoid travelling through the restaurant, bar and children’s club in a Bikini - something I have unfortunately seen people do.
The Kaftan is a light and easy way to feel covered, but not overdressed or clammy, while sitting on the beach, admiring your fine white legs (why do they refuse to tan?) like the strange roots of an unknown tree growing in the sand. The Kaftan is an excellent tool for when you are feeling bloated and surviving the awkward Summer *cough* scarlet wave, not to mention the lovely feeling you experience when (if) a rare gust of winds hits you, flinging your hair wildly around your face and causing your kaftan to stick to you like glue – without intending to sound dismally cliché, it is a magic moment. Similar to something out of Arabian Nights, without the ‘Arabian’ part