Remy Bond is showing us the worlds that exist in the hearts of American girls, including halters adorned with pink flamingos, vintage barkcloth Hawaiian dresses, dolphin-inspired bra tops, and Haight Street-coded bell sleeves. Her hyper-high, reaching-closer-to-god wig is giving Dolly Parton with 1920s finger wave curls. Remy takes the dumb blonde imagery to the beach in her silver-screen mermaid garb and her deep understanding of a theme as the American way of life. The tropical destination as an escape from the daily grind is woven into how we approach leisure in this country, and she turns it into a candy-coated, teddy-bear-toting ritual that saves our collective souls, while still recognizing the inherent tragedy in being a girl.