Love-Love

Tennis aesthetics for the design elites vs. the American bourgeoisie.

Happy Wimbledon to those who celebrate.

I am not a player or follower of the sport, however, I am an able pretender. As in, I will gladly wear a tennis skirt out of context, say that I “played” tennis in the Luxembourg Gardens (once; I angered many French people, including an ornery man in an ascot), and buy into any tennis-themed collection (although th…