When you slip into this Victorian-inspired parlor dress, you just might be seized with the overwhelming impulse to rise and go to a cottage "of clay and wattles made," a place where peace drops from "the veils of morning,” where midnight glimmers and noon is a purple glow. There, the morning air is full of cricket song, and the evening with the sound of “linnet’s wings.” In a hue that so vividly conjures the Eme... More
When you slip into this Victorian-inspired parlor dress, you just might be seized with the overwhelming impulse to rise and go to a cottage "of clay and wattles made," a place where peace drops from "the veils of morning,” where midnight glimmers and noon is a purple glow. There, the morning air is full of cricket song, and the evening with the sound of “linnet’s wings.” In a hue that so vividly conjures the Emerald Isle, this dress - with its frilled sleeves, rouleau loop buttons, and panel of knife pleats - is as painstakingly composed as Yeats’ lines, and its dropped waist and layered flounces are as lyrical as the iambic pulse of the isle’s tides. When you sail far from home, simply slip into its cotton brushed to a satin finish, and your "deep heart's core" will once again flood with the poetry of your homeland.
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