What Marie Antoinette Wore to Bed.

Marie Antoinette had everything. Her father was Emperor. Her husband was king. She was queen.

But Versailles suffocated her. She hated the acres of ormolu, miles of mirrors, armies of flatterers. She yearned for something else; she yearned for innocence.

She almost got it. Off in the woods, far from Versailles, she created a tiny hamlet of farms, cowsheds, private apartments with thatched roofs, dairies, vegetable gardens, a ballroom in the form of a barn; a little gleaming river, even a secluded meadow.

This simple nightshirt epitomizes Marie Antoinettes dream of innocence.

Marie Antoinette Nightshirt (No. 1019). No lace. No embroidery. No gewgaws. Pure cotton (the best there is). Fresh, crisp, innocent. Four button placket. Band collar.

Sleep in it, walk along beaches in it, visit a secluded meadow in it. Imported.