By ELLEN LEWIS
Every Mother’s Day, whereas she was alive, I gave my mom a single yellow rose lower from my rose backyard. It was her favourite flower. She was a ‘much less is extra’ sort of lady, easy in her tastes, a ferocious perfectionist. You won’t see the correlation between Dita Von Teese’s Julia Rose lingerie, pictured right here, and my mom’s understated persona, however I do. Besides the plain rose connection, I see drama and need in each realities. Drama could be daring or simmering. Julia’s Rose is a horny assertion. My mom’s desire for minimalism conjures understated thriller. Both are provocative.
The consideration to design particulars is indeniable within the Julia Rose assortment. The bra, panties and garter belt in deep, saturated colours are engineered in an intricate rose embroidery and wealthy silky satin. A single rose, every petal and thorn seen via a smooth crystal bud vase sitting on by mom’s desk reveals a purist’s imaginative and prescient. Femininity reveals itself whether or not a full-bodied bouquet or a person floral assertion. Both are an ideal reward for the appropriate lady.
“A Rose is a Rose is a Rose” Gertrude Stein