Standing on the rooftop terrace with your hip leaning against the ledge beneath the lining of this meshy midnight-blue dress by Max and Cleo, and the stem of your wine glass perched between your ringed fingers, you hold casual conversation with a close friend as you wait for the moment to arrive - and then it’s here. You turn your shoulders square to the sky - one exposed by the gathering of this side-zipped dress - and gain a glimmer in your eye as a shooting star swoops overhead, its s... More
Standing on the rooftop terrace with your hip leaning against the ledge beneath the lining of this meshy midnight-blue dress by Max and Cleo, and the stem of your wine glass perched between your ringed fingers, you hold casual conversation with a close friend as you wait for the moment to arrive - and then it’s here. You turn your shoulders square to the sky - one exposed by the gathering of this side-zipped dress - and gain a glimmer in your eye as a shooting star swoops overhead, its sparkling tail trailing like the pewter beads along the front of your waistband. When it’s passed, you take a moment to yourself, looking down at your blue velvet pumps and widening a smile beneath your bead-embellished updo before rejoining the party for a toast to fortuitous futures.