Emilia Wickstead’s muse for fall was straight out of one of Wes Anderson’s quirky, melancholic films, reflecting demure silhouettes that were created for women with aristocratic tastes. A simple buttermilk top with fluted elbow-length sleeves was worn with a belted high-waist fit-and-flare skirt that fell to midcalf, while a belted jacket in dusty pink furry tweed was paired with matching culottes.

Dresses — a Wickstead staple — had high necklines and long sleeves, and came in Wedgwood blue crepe, gray tweed or in a pink-and-lavender geometric print. But these modern duchesses were far from fusty: The odd plunging neckline — on, say, a blue jumpsuit — kept pulses racing, while a shiny black-leather dress was pure dominatrix. Whip sold separately.

By  on February 21, 2015

Emilia Wickstead’s muse for fall was straight out of one of Wes Anderson’s quirky, melancholic films, reflecting demure silhouettes that were created for women with aristocratic tastes. A simple buttermilk top with fluted elbow-length sleeves was worn with a belted high-waist fit-and-flare skirt that fell to midcalf, while a belted jacket in dusty pink furry tweed was paired with matching culottes.

Dresses — a Wickstead staple — had high necklines and long sleeves, and came in Wedgwood blue crepe, gray tweed or in a pink-and-lavender geometric print. But these modern duchesses were far from fusty: The odd plunging neckline — on, say, a blue jumpsuit — kept pulses racing, while a shiny black-leather dress was pure dominatrix. Whip sold separately.

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