Cruise Couture
By
Jessica Becht
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generation or two ago, crossing the Atlantic aboard a palatial ocean
liner was a luxury reserved for the moneyed class. In our time, however,
stigma-free second mortgages have democratized the travel industry.
Leisurely ocean voyages are no longer the especial preserve of the elite.
Yet, the fabled glamour of yesteryear too often intimidates the modern
traveler. Miss Middle America may even pass up a yearned for world tour,
fearing her tatty wardrobe might provoke a sound snubbing from apocryphal
snobs Mrs. Moneybags and Sir Spendalot.
Like
any sophisticate, the typical American miss has sniveled over Titanic
and slumped in a catatonic slaver before umpteen re-runs of The Love
Boat. Bemused, she dithers over whether to stuff her steamer trunks
with Edwardian corsets or alluring polyester gowns? In truth, both options
are passé and an unassuming new aesthetic prevails. The motto
of today's modish traveler is Careless Comfort.
So,
gird your loins with fanny packs and prepare to set sail! The following
fundamentals will swathe you in an aura of slapdash glamour to rival
any seven seas Siren.
Traditionally,
the pinnacle of your shipboard wardrobe would be a formal evening ensemble.
Clad in finery, old-fashioned cruisers commemorated the final night
of their journey with a Captain's Dinner. Before fretting that Wal-Mart
lacks an evening gown department, remember that the concept of formality
has grown slack as a beer-swiller's belly in recent years. While "white
tie" once decreed tiaras and tailcoats, nowadays such dictums may
be flouted in favor of barefaced sloth. No need to invest in a fuddy-duddy
gown when your trusty sweats can be gussied up with a Be-Dazzler and
some subtle alterations to the neckline. Such expansive attire will
accommodate your dessert bar dabblings, and prove practical for after-dinner
dancing, when you can look forward to a rousing conga line rather than
executing dull, outdated tangos and fox trots.
Shipboard
bathing in the solarium is another essential cruise activity. Decades
ago, a lady would don an elaborate bathing costume before permitting
a single pedicured toe to peep over the threshold of her suite. Only
after careful accessorizing, encompassing sandals to bathing cap, was
she set for a demure dip. Such complicated rituals have thankfully evanesced.
A contemporary bathing beauty requires only a simple string bikini.
This universal item flatters all figure types, showcasing both the ribs
of the gaunt and the swells of the corpulent with equal zeal.
Though
you may sunbathe by day, evenings at sea are often chill. A lady of
yore might have snuggled in mink during that tipsy moonlit stroll with
the brilliantined fortune hunter her parents always warned about. As
he inclined to whisper saccharine nullities, her paramour would have
estimated a crude net worth by the heirlooms glittering against her
lobes. "A bit out of my league", you sniff, resigning yourself
to another vacation spent sipping expired beer in your basement. Such
wretchedness is uncalled for. By feigning a charming laxity regarding
credit card receipts, you too can lure a calculating adventurer. Only
a little ingenuity is required to mimic the look of a plutocrat. Unscrew
a few light bulbs before flaunting your gumball-machine bargains with
aplomb. And as a modern bombshell of limited means, you might try fashioning
the de rigueur furs from hapless yet striking roadkill.
In
bygone days, the leisured set went in for a snappy bumper of bridge
by evening, affording well-dressed ladies occasion to display elegant
décolleté gowns. As only the most antique citizens can
still distinguish a trick from a trump suit, cruise directors promote
alternate entertainments. Swap the décolleté gown for
a halter-top, and try your luck at another game of skill, such as video
poker.
Barring
a severe bout of dysentery, you will not spend your entire voyage afloat.
Don't neglect to pack several pairs of abbreviated shorts. Ladies of
yesteryear toured world capitals in sedate linen dresses, but such priggish
frumpery hardly presents Americans as the carefree, egalitarian, and
sensuous people the viewers of dubbed Baywatch episodes have
come to expect. A capacious handbag will help carry ashore the essential
passport, camera, guidebook, toilet paper, and carton of cigarettes.
So
Miss Middle America, the next time Duchesse Cruise Lines crams your
mailbox with unsolicited advertorials extolling the splendors of an
Axis of Evil world tour, don't let your unsightly wardrobe keep you
at home. The seaweedy depths of your laundry basket should yield duds
suitable for a most memorable cruising experience.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jessica Becht is currently sweltering in the state
of Florida, where she has become quite intimate with election fiascos,
hurricanes, and fire ants. When not shielding her alabaster complexion
from the sun's brutal rays, she can be found strolling her baby about
the neighborhood while silently mocking pink flamingo enthusiasts.
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