You know that effortless, just-stepped-off-a-yacht look some guys have? The one that says they understand sun, salt, and style? More often than not, the secret is hiding just above the knee.
I’ll admit, for years I thought swim trunks were an afterthought. Grab any pair, they dry (eventually), job done. Then I borrowed a friend’s Vilebrequin for a beach holiday, and honestly? It felt different from the first step into the water. The fabric moved like it was part of the day, not something fighting against it. It dried quickly without that stiff, scratchy feeling. And the look—a subtle, quirky turtle—just felt right. It wasn’t loud; it just had a quiet confidence.
These aren’t just swimsuits you buy in May and forget by August. They’re the kind you pack for every trip, year after year. The ones that develop a story—this one was in Crete, that one was for the kids’ first pool day.