Iberian Side-Pleat Dress
Catching My Breath.
She has the habit of curling her hair back over her ear, usually with the opposite arm. The hair, for lack of a better term, is endless. I don’t mean long necessarily, although it was. I mean the density. Past the first wave of chestnut, there is a black void, like the ocean. Coincidentally…
“I must meet your shampoo.”
“It’s the ocean,” she tells me. “I’m in it quite a bit, diving for percebes. I only wash it once a week, actually.”
“Percebes?” I ask.
Turns out that tourists pay handsomely for percebes because harvesting the delicacy requires divers to pry them off the rocks while the waves crash in. She begins to show me, quite enthusiastically I might add, the abundance of scars on her arms and legs as if they are war wounds.
There is something stirring about the combination of flowing Chinese silk pulled and pleated so classically to the side and a woman who risks her life to put food on the table.
“What’s the longest you’ve had to hold your breath?” I ask.
“4 1/2 minutes,” she replies.
I check my watch. 39 seconds to go.
Iberian Side-Pleat Dress (No. 5586). Sensual A-line in Chinese silk with side pleat that pulls to wearer’s high right hip. Vertical stripes in soft, neutral tones. Upper-calf length, invisible zipper down center back, fully lined. Oxygen tank not included. Imported.