Let Suri Cruise Inspire Your Late-Summer Fashion – Vanity Fair
Way back in late May or early June—when the warm weather was just finally returning and everyone was full of as much hope as one can have these days—you had some pretty cute summer outfits planned, didn’t you? Neatly cuffed trousers with crisp boat shoes. An airy frock that’s somehow both whimsical and a little sexy. Maybe a daring short-short that you were finally ready to wear in Provincetown, because if not then, when? Maybe you decided to, at long last, embrace the bare midriff, and as June temperatures rose you sashayed the city streets with a new and confident bounce in your step.
But then July happened, and it got hotter and stickier, and the world sank further into whatever hell it’s sinking into. And now it’s the middle of August—those famous, fetid dog days—and you just can’t be bothered, can you? Now it’s all ratty old gym shorts and a promotional T-shirt someone handed to you after a mildly successful Improv Everywhere seven years ago. It’s bad flip-flops from the bad Old Navy paired with what’s essentially a flour sack with a mango salsa stain on it from a Fourth of July party you can only dimly remember at this point. It’s almost the end of summer, and everything’s a mess. Who’s got the energy to look cute?
Suri Cruise, that’s who. The celebrity scion, now an impossible 11 years old, was spotted out and about with her mother, Katie Holmes, in New York City on Thursday, looking as light and cheery as a spring breeze. Always a fashionable child, Cruise is really growing into her own sense of style—shaped, no doubt, by her always chic mother. As the above picture illustrates, Cruise wore a spotted dress the color of New England corn, a bright-pink bow in her bob, and some fun shoes. It’s just a good little outfit! That’s all.
Maybe Suri’s look can help serve as inspiration for us, that we may scrape ourselves together one last time, for Labor Day, and stumble into some kind of put-together ensemble for whatever melancholy way we’re spending the last weekend of all of this. That’d be good, wouldn’t it? To—much like Vanessa Redgrave does in Deep Impact, just before she goes—make ourselves look nice just once more before the end. The end of summer, I mean! Please, let’s try to keep the doomsday doldrums out of this for now. Just the end of summer. That’s all that’s happening. September’s looming. So let’s try to look presentable for it, shall we? Let’s do it, if for nothing else, for Suri.