At the bend in the big white houses and the fancy cocktail parties, the striped suits and the prints, there is our Tara girl...

Tis woman called Hampton Girl.

Sometimes romantic, sometimes bold, her mood changes like the tide.
She adorns herself with poppy-like colours, ruffles and English embroidery, borrows the stripe from the deckchairs and stretches out, gilds, shines, giving way to the sensuality of a powder pink summer.

Enigmatic, it is said that she dresses like a picnic, printed with a bunch of field flowers or gingham. 

The decor: she wears it like a second skin,
​like an American dream.