Roland Mouret showed his SS11 collection in Paris this morning. Last week I wore his Gali wool dress to the Milan launch of his menswear line Mr.
This dress gives you curves you never knew you had. I’ve been searching for my waist for years now and then, suddenly in a hotel room in Milan, there it was, thanks to Roland’s genius cut, archititectural folding, specially treated fabric and supremely flattering fit.
This dress doesn’t try any cheap tricks to make the wearer look and, above all, feel alluring. There’s no gratuitous flash of flesh, no too tight fit. It has a sleeve, one cleverly built so its width, whilst avoiding footballer shoulders, makes the waist seem narrower, and it hits well below the knee, but has a sinuous zipper, snaking from nape to hem, that somehow gives you a curvy bottom where before there was a pancake.
It does show off the breasts, but with a clever pleat & fold over the cleavage, so beholders taller than the wearer can’t look down their front, but can still admire what is on show.
I have never, ever felt more contained, more together, more alluring than when I wore this dress. And I really thought I was immune to the siren call of the perfect dress.