Ile de la Cité Dress

You twirl atop Point Zéro, your ballerina flat sliding silkily over the age-old brass, and the hem of this grey- and navy-striped dress flying out delicately.The pigeons storm the air in alarm, and you giggle and stop, facing Notre Dame, whose famous rose window seems a mirror image of the spindly knit panel at the racerback of this dress. You can't believe you're in Paris - and for one whole year! Hmm. How about a scoop of ice cream at Berthillon? Yes, that sounds 'fantastique!' You wa... More

You twirl atop Point Zéro, your ballerina flat sliding silkily over the age-old brass, and the hem of this grey- and navy-striped dress flying out delicately.The pigeons storm the air in alarm, and you giggle and stop, facing Notre Dame, whose famous rose window seems a mirror image of the spindly knit panel at the racerback of this dress. You can't believe you're in Paris - and for one whole year! Hmm. How about a scoop of ice cream at Berthillon? Yes, that sounds 'fantastique!' You walk to the end of the island and cross over the water to Ile Saint-Louis, looking so marvelous in this dress, with its panel-backed V-neckline, elasticated empire waist, and braided straps, that more than a few tourists turn to say, "Look at the stylish French girl!" You grin. Guess you've got that certain 'je ne sais quoi' already, though the year's just begun!