No dress code elicits the same collective groan of frustration quite like ‘smart casual’.
It’s the sartorial equivalent of fence-sitting and offers no real guide to event dressing, serving instead as an opportunity for hosts to cop out so that they don’t seem high maintenance, and can perhaps even outshine any attendees in the mood to out-dress them (Libras, Leos and Geminis, we’re looking at you).
