The daydream about the market

I’d wear this dress to an outdoor market in the old world. I’d wear my hair in a chignon and smell dusty, ripe tomatoes. A dark-haired man with nicotine-stained fingers would gaze at me over his coffee. By midnight we’d be dancing to the music of one saxophone under a streetlamp and in the fog.

Gorgeous light violet vintage slip dress by CAMEO from SallyJenn