I know that this sort of thing can go terribly wrong, and that gingham and ruffles are rarely the stuff of high fashion. Frankly, they're more often seen in a saloon. I don't care. I think every tiny detail of this Luisa Beccaria gingham dress is Bardot-esque perfection. I'm just going to stare at it for hours, and then file it away with all the other Beccaria fairytale confections that I've fallen in love with over the years. One day, dammit. One day.
Do you have a particular item/line that you file in your "when-I'm-filthy-rich-and-living-in-my-french-country-manor" plans?