The Jane Eyre
Demure yet alluring. You’re no plain Jane in this dress. And the black leather gloves add just the right touch of the whip to keep all those Mr. Rochesters in line. And they will be lining up to sit by you, oh so special you.
The Psyche
Inamorata of Eros. Every Venus in the dining room will spill her wine with envy when you make your appearance. But it will make no difference. No beauty secret can revive them. But you? One glance from your eyes promises passion and a delectable dinner for two. At your place? At his? Does it matter? The entree is always delicious. And so is the dessert.
The Hester Prynne
No faint-hearted reverends for you and no scarlet A’s either. You wear your allure with aplomb. Don this dress for dinner and no man there will care to eat a peach. Why should he when you sit so tantilizingly close by?
The Anna Karenina