Monte Carlo: What to Wear When You’re Manifesting Daydreams

I planned the fantasy before I booked the flight. And before I planned the fantasy, I built the outfit. That’s always the order. Dream, then dress, then go.

The simple act of jumping the Atlantic was enough to drain my coffers and the blood from my young, rosy cheeks. But I had a comfort that stood above all my worries and what-if’s.

I was going to win in Monte Carlo.