There’s something about Rome that demands a certain kind of presence—not loud, not labored, but effortlessly cinematic. And Nadalyn Gerwels, standing before the turquoise cascade of the Trevi Fountain, understood the assignment. No red carpet theatrics, no paparazzi frenzy—just a serene, sunlit pause that felt like a still from a lost Antonioni film.
Gerwels opted for a minimalist ensemble that whispered rather than shouted. The fabric, likely cotton or linen, draped naturally—soft, breathable, and perfect for the Mediterranean heat. The silhouette was relaxed, with a slightly boxy cut that nodded to utilitarian chic. No logos, no embellishments—just clean lines and a palette that let the fountain’s baroque drama do the talking.
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