My favorite Geillis dress. I call it the Moth Dress. I think it defines her. We frequently left off the corset on Geiliis. Women should look at her and say, “She’s not wearing a corset!” And men should look at her and say “She’s not wearing a coset!”
There is a wildness and a freedom to this dress, a sense of abandon. It looks like it might fall off if you blew hard enough, or if she might just flap her arms a couple of times and float upwards. It has tremendous movement.
If you look close enough, you will see a plaid we stitched into the bodice.