Without Confusion Top
Hot, but not exotic enough. I grab the next hydro-boat (not an easy ride I must admit) and head south to Morocco.
Yes, Ouarzazate will be my arena.
The Berber translation of the name, “without confusion,” is confusing because there is nothing but confusion as I negotiate its winding streets in search of the perfect summer top for your exotic floral pants.
In order to refuel, I head for the Berbere Palace Hotel for refreshments and find a small, extremely upscale boutique where this blouse reinforced Ouarzazate reputation as the Beverly Hills of the Desert.
Without Confusion Top (No. 3679). I’ve recreated it in a silky feeling polyester. Slightly draped cowl neckline and soft shirring at the shoulders gives this a casual look with a slightly dressier vibe.