She and Jordan were both wearing white dresses, though, probably linen, and would have been properly dressed for an afternoon at Dalvay by the Sea, this seasonal hotel on the North Shore of PEI.
Last week I saw an antique barouche, with double wicker seats and a fringed parasol canopy, that had been brought by a colonel from the United States to his summer home at Dalvay in the 1800s. Daisy and Jordan and their white linen dresses would have punctuated that barouche nicely.
And Gatsby, whose army uniform was a class leveler, would have fit right in it too.
(Now I can’t stop revising Queen’s classic song into “Barouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango . . .”)