Maison Hotel Meg Blouse

If the March sisters had a rebel, she’d wear this. Light as a well-loved novel, soft as a faded letter tucked between its pages. Pure cotton, cut loose and easy, with delicate embroidery like a secret only visible up close. 

The buttons trail down the front—fasten them neatly, or leave them undone. A flicker of ruffles at the hem, scalloped edges skimming the skin—just enough charm to get away with anything. Wear it, live in it, forget you’re wearing it.