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Even the quickest of glances at an issue of Vogue from the 1960s reveals a tolerance for things less than perfect compared to now. You'll see girls with dirty feet in editorial spreads; blemishes, crooked teeth or a chipped manicure. And does any of it look icky? No. It is infinitely more believable than the airbrushed flawlessness we are forced to buy into now. We all know that if you pad around the house in tights with no shoes, your feet get a little dusty. So did Penelope Tree's. In a big fat Ann Demeulemeester world, less-than-prisitine socks are a sort of hip accessory but we're not living in a big fat Ann Demeulemeester world, are we? We live in a world where our toenails are pedicured in the dead of winter, buried in socks. A world where a tan is not for the Seychelles-bound but for anyone who has the time to get sprayed. So what's your excuse for not being cuute all the time? You don't have one unless your clothes suck. To go with the tan, the Chanel Django toes and the smile, a charming Malia dress of cotton with a bluer-than-blue sky and mountain print. Abloom with pink flowers along the hem, the shoulder straps are set wide apart and it comes with a matching sash belt to tie high. Pockets on both sides, we love this with flat Cesare Paciotti sandals and no bag - gasp, imagine that! Bust measures 34", waist 26" and length 55.5". Excellent condition. $210.00 |
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