after reading an article in Vanity Fair (which i read AFTER the New Yorker, i swear) on the Lilly Pulitzer story, mom and i are keen on getting some of the back-again lightweight, jazzy bright dresses for ourselves. only there isn't a retailer here. no one sells those adorable hot-weather, bright printed cotton dresses anywhere on the Riviera?! hmm....wheels turning...
they remind me both of Marimekko (same concept, same time, other side of planet) and the Florence Eismann (memory of mom digging in bins at annual warehouse sale) dresses of my childhood...