Lily Fitzpatrick loves vintage clothes, made all the more precious because they were once worn and cherished by another woman. Thousands follow her fashion blog and her daily Instagram feed. One day she stumbles upon an extraordinary story.
Joy Fitzpatrick not only shares Lily’s surname. She was a fashion legend, famed for her beauty and style in 1950s New York. For her 30th birthday, she is said to have commissioned a dress so beautiful that nothing in couture would ever be able to match it. She turned to a young Irish seamstress, called Honor Conlon, to create her sublime vision.
THE DRESS interweaves the passionate and surprising stories of three women. Joy and Honor, whose destinies are linked not only by a piece of timeless fashion, but by the ruthless love of one man. And Lily, determined to find out if the legendary dress still exists, and if it does, to bring it back to glorious life.
The Dress is such a gorgeous book – a real page turner that will put you under its spell.
The plot is wonderfully and expertly woven. Not only do we get to know Lily Fitzpatrick, but we also learn so much about Frank Fitzpatrick and his story about emigrating and starting afresh in America.
I loved the whole pace of this novel. It was incredibly easy to just forget about time and to get fully engrossed in this storyline. The way Lily re-creates the dress is truly magical, fascinating and alluring, but at the same time I adored the chapters that drew on Frank and Joy’s life stories.
Kate Kerrigan found such a perfect mix between serious issues, the beauty of the dress and the interrelationship between its characters – a stunning read, that I am sure will turn into a bestseller!
Although her knees were shaking, Joy took a deep drag on her cigarette and deliberately stared back before answering, ‘How did an Irishman get into this party … and in such a cheap suit?’ ‘Well, perhaps the Trumans just took pity on poor Paddy and embraced me so that I wouldn’t have to spend New Year’s Eve selling oranges on the streets of New York.’ ‘You don’t look like a man that would inspire pity – despite the atrocious tailoring.’ ‘I’ll have you know this suit was very expensive.’ ‘Did no one tell you? Money can’t buy taste.’ ‘I thought in America money could buy you everything?’ Joy deliberately paused before answering and arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow. ‘Not quite everything …’ ‘I see,’ he said, trying not to laugh. ‘In which case, aren’t you going to ask me how rich I am?’ ‘I’m not remotely interested in money,’ she replied, taking a drag on her cigarette. ‘It comes from having too much of it, my father says.’ ‘I thought Americans believed you could never be too rich.’ ‘Oh, certainly you can! Overt wealth can be insufferably common if it’s not used with taste.’ ‘And are your family rich?’ ‘Why? Are you after my money?’ ‘Absolutely.’ ‘Well, my mother’s string of day-pearls are certainly worth more than the average man earns in a year. However, you are not an average man. You must be very rich indeed, otherwise Norah would certainly never have introduced you to me and you certainly wouldn’t be making comments like that.’ He laughed, and Joy felt as if she was suddenly filled with sunshine.
Thank you so much to the publisher for letting me be part of this blog tour and for providing me with an ARC of this book.