Let’s get one thing straight, gents. When it comes to embodying that rarefied sweet spot of money-drenched indolence without looking like a try-hard nouveau riche buffoon, nobody does it better than the Riviera’s sun-bronzed aristocrats. These tanned overlords of Mediterranean sprezzatura have mastered the art of blending tailored Italian luxury with an audacious streak of seaside rebelliousness. It’s a deliciously contradictory aesthetic that can leave you wondering: is he a rebellious artist who stumbled into an eight-figure trust fund...