Indonesia is spread over 17,508 islands.
The people practice countless different religions. Speak 306 mutually unintelligible languages. Yet it’s seamless. Compelling.
Walking around, you wonder if there’s a covert pact that prevents the creeping homogenization (that afflicts the world) from entering.
I’m in Yogyakarta’s smoky marketplace when I see her again. She is still with a few bodyguards, still voluptuous, still French. Can it really be her?
She must be running things here now. Her caftan is only part of her regal presence.
With the lapis beads wound around one ankle and racemes of jasmine in her hair, she can’t be unaware of her effect (I wonder if she even remembers me?).
Apolline’s Caftan (No. 3720). Soft patterns in ethereal colors. Made with pure, soft cotton. Sweetheart neckline with green facing, and green contrast piping along neckline, armholes and hem. Side seam pockets.
Size: One size fits most.
Color: Multi Print.