French Breakfast dress
...You woke up at 5am, all is dark. One single bakery is open, shining like a golden cathedral of butter and wheat.
When you climb back up the endless polished stairs to your pied a terre, you start to understand longing and why you can’t live without it...
Burying your face deep in peonies, hair uncombed in your French breakfast dress a huge plush coat and navy patent leather boots.
- white cotton twill
- original print by Nina
- zipper in the back
- elastic on sleeves