"The light at Cap Ferrat did half the work — the dress did the rest."
A bridal house dressed in alabaster light, sand-warm linens, and the quiet confidence of a high-noon Mediterranean sky.
Discover the CollectionDrafted between the hours of eleven and three — when the sun is highest, the shadows are sharpest, and the linen has nothing to hide. Every silhouette was fitted on a south-facing terrace before it was approved for the floor.
This season the atelier shows one collection only. Linen, silk, hand-pleat, and a single column gown built for an open courtyard at noon.
We host one bride at a time. The atelier is south-facing, the espresso is sharp, and the fitting room is dressed in the same alabaster linen you'll be standing in.
No upselling, no tiered packages, no rushing. Just a stylist, a tailor, and the patient work of finding the dress that already feels like yours.
Two hours, one bride, up to five guests.
Every gown finished by the hands that cut it.
Booked for the hours the sun does most work.
Return your gown anytime. We restore the light.
The dress goes home, the story continues. A small archive of brides who chose to stand in the open air.
"The light at Cap Ferrat did half the work — the dress did the rest."
"I wanted linen, not lace. They listened, then drafted twice."
"Architectural without armor. I danced until two."
"My grandmother cried. So did the tailor. So did I."
"A noon ceremony, a long lunch, a longer evening."
"Sharp shadows, sharper joy. Exactly the day we'd planned."