THE FLAIR OF STRAPLESS DRESS WITH FLARED SKIRT

Afternoon light gilds Vietri’s ochre façades, and the dress’s structured bodice gathers that glow like freshly polished marble; the broad neckline draws a clean arc across her shoulders while a briny breeze rises through the alleys and strokes the smooth fabric.

Beneath majolica-clad arcades the flared skirt sways in an even stride, skimming the ancient paving and sketching soft rings of shadow; stalls piled high with lemons, figs, and pomegranates release colour and fragrance, and her gaze catches that lively scent-filled bustle mirrored in the dress’s whiteness.

Farther on, a seventeenth-century arch frames the gulf, the wind lifts the hem like a silent fan, and her figure lingers between age-old stone and the quiet rocking of the boats.