A knit polo dress in navy and white stripes, a wide straw hat, and bare feet in the sand. That is the entire outfit, and it is doing more work than most holiday wardrobes. It covers the shoulders, it reads as a dress rather than a cover-up, and it will walk off the beach straight into a café without anyone thinking she got changed. The red band across the chest is the only loud thing in it, and it earns its place by breaking up a lot of horizontal navy.

Two versions of the same idea, walking side by side. A pastel sports bra, high-waist leggings that hit the ankle, chunky white sneakers, and almost nothing else. One keeps the leggings dark navy so the pale blue bra does all the talking. The other goes full tonal, powder blue leggings under a pink and white bra, which is the harder trick and the better one. Both look put together in a way that a plain black gym set never does, and neither of them is wearing anything complicated.

A plain black crew neck tee. High waisted light wash jeans, ripped across both knees, cuffed once at the ankle. A small black crossbody on a thin strap. A watch and a few bracelets on one wrist. That is the entire outfit, and in a square holding a couple of hundred people at dusk she is the most pulled together person in the frame. Nobody around her is wearing anything more expensive than she is.