We christened Iole in the tiny Pandanassa church on the edge of chora on the island of Folegandros. I wore an Ungaro dress of my mother’s to church and then changed into a vintage Valentino skirt for the dinner we hosted in Iole’s honour that evening. The skirt is white and covered in appliqué flowers, and in true Cycladic spirit, I wore it with a pretty silk blouse, blue like the shutters on a sugar cube house. Last week, I played dress up with my Mama, (who is visiting from London) and tried on an exquisite Rochas skirt made of heavy silk and printed all over with bright coloured birds. It’s breathtaking, and if not for the wild price tag, I would have worn it to Luma’s christening. Instead, I’m going to pull out the Valentino again. And maybe one day the girls will wear it, too. Much like the Rochas, it’s a future heirloom if I ever saw one.