“She made people happy. She was beautiful, certainly, but she was more. She was lit from the inside.” ― Anton DiSclafani, The After Party.
We devoured the pages of Anton DiSclafani's The After Party and unearthed a decadent world of parties, pearls, champagne and chauffeurs. Set in 1950s Houston, Texas, the book details the glamorous and conspicuous private lives, notorious parties, and gloriously rakish lifestyles of the women of River Oaks. There’s tales of pet cheetahs taking a dip in swimming pools, and wildflowers flying in caviar and flavoured vodkas for monthly soirees, of silver coins flying out of limousines and other tales of loucheness and pretty little somethings.
Inspired by this excessiveness, the 431-88 girl, much like her Houstonian sisters, is swinging to her own brand of individualism, wrapped in silk, pearls and all things sexy, and drinking daiquiris long after the party’s over. Welcome to ‘Afterparty’—our own tale of glamour, champagne breakfasts, and 2 a.m mis-adventures.
In a season of unending parties, we’re bringing an absolutely unrestrained outing of 1950s-inspired, luxe saris. Taking a sharp detour from tradition, we’ve reimagined ours to be super modern and non-fussy. In rich silks, satins and pleated metallic fabrics, the pieces have a certain sexy ease about them. There’s throw-on-and-walk-out saris that you can wear over your pants, saris wrapped around the waist, worn with bustiers, pencil skirts and thigh high boots, and ones paired with dresses and maxi skirts. We’ve also taken the classic petticoat out of hiding with versions that are visible when you don your drape and other non-traditional versions like the pant, the skirt, and maxi dress petticoat. You’ll find all the pieces within the collection versatile enough to be worn together or as separates, giving you freedom to dress your mood and your moment.
Embellished with boho fringes and frou-frou feathers and dipped in a moody palette of inky blacks, ruby reds, gentle pastels, and gaudy golds this collection is for the free-spirited, midnight gypsies.
If the women of mid-century Houston were lit, then the 431-88 girl is shining just as bright.