Dead fish on a plate: a beautiful lunch. A line drawing of a coy-looking woman by Matisse casts a skeptical eye over the dining table, while a huge Calder mobile dangles with a magnificent silliness over a green pool. They ate instead outside, shaded by interwoven fig trees on the patio. Deboning the fish on a platter with detached bravado. A deeply tanned woman theatrically shushes a group of three boisterous children and asks if they could please, “Go play somewhere else,” a move silently applauded by those in earshot. A yellow Visseaux radio and a balcony that overlooks green hills dotted with villas and palms, put one in the mood to recover from an existential crisis, to write a novel, or both. Trompe-l’œil as a celebration of its own falseness.

The Rohmer Luncheon shirt is made of Italian custom printed linen. Interiors are trimmed with cream silk charmeuse, and lace ladder insets, which punctate the print, and trace the lines of the torso. Horn buttons lead to a Peter Pan collar and finish cuffed sleeves.