You can't help but sigh as a warm wind graces your bare shoulders like a hand knit shawl. Laying down in a meadow, the grass more like a bed, you look like a bouquet of Queen Anne's Lace in your strapless, sheer dress. An azure butterfly mimics the scallop trim sham circling your bodice while its wings tickle your arms. A shirred empire waist leaves your torso and hips blithe and free under the gently flaring skirt while eyelets make the bust and hem just a little more airy. At the forest's edge, you see a white speckled fawn spying you and everything becomes so still it seems only the puffs of clouds overhead are moving. Without realizing, you run your fingers over the satin stitching polka dots subtly adorning the cotton, but the deer does not flinch until it reaches for a bite of clover. You feel like untying the removable muslin sash and twirling it around like a child with a ribbon, but you're so relaxed and content right where you are. In this dress, you're truly, truly happy.