Summer Goth, Pucci Princess, Beachside Birkin: The Delightfully Chaotic Anatomy of Celebrity Vacation Style

For some, it’s the tomato-red sundress that swishes just so in the Apulian breeze, accessorized with toe rings, a silk scarf knotted inexplicably over trousers, and of course the obligatory TikTok of gelato dripping artfully down a cone in front of the same church steps as everyone else’s “for you” page.

For others, it’s Paris in August: a kerchief tied over a flicky little bob, lipstick fading in the heat, patience evaporating while you sweat in line for that pistachio croissant. Google Maps becomes your nemesis when every charming bistro is closed for the holidays, and you find yourself wondering if the entire city has conspired to starve you.

And then there’s the Greek island set, who spend most daylight hours cocooned in hotel bathrobes on yachts, resurfacing only after dusk to slip into bandage dresses ideal for Mykonos clubstaurants, less ideal for the inevitable late-night gyro spill.

Here’s the truth: Euro Summer isn’t one singular aesthetic. It’s a dizzying collage of internet fantasy and real-life humidity, stitched together with TikTok trends, celebrity paparazzi photos, and the relentless churn of “add to cart” culture. What was once an atmospheric experience a whole season, a mood, a passport stamp has now been flattened into hashtags and fast fashion hauls.

Still, there’s something delicious about its absurdity. The Summer Goths march into Saint-Tropez in sheer black mesh like heatstroke doesn’t exist. The Pucci Princesses swirl around Capri in psychedelic scarf prints that seem plucked straight from a 1970s holiday catalog. And the Beachside Birkin devotees? They’re dragging a $12,000 Hermès bag through the sand like it’s a woven straw tote from the Amalfi boardwalk.

Unhinged? Absolutely. Aspirational? Maybe. But celebrity vacation style has always been a performance. It isn’t about practicality it’s about creating a moment that looks impossibly glamorous on camera, even if the reality is sticky sunscreen, blisters from espadrilles, and arguments with taxi drivers.

And that’s why we can’t look away. Euro Summer is messy, chaotic, over-stylized and endlessly fascinating.