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a woman's dress style that imitates the caftan cloaks worn by men in the Near East

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a (cotton or silk) cloak with full sleeves and sash reaching down to the ankles

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Ou peut-on trouver vos caftans et quelles sont vos marges de prix?
Nos caftans sont disponibles dans notre showroom a Rabat, en attendant l'ouverture prochaine de notre premier magasin dans la capitale.
J'ai choisi le caftan car c'est un domaine qui m'a toujours passionnee.
After five years in the business, Azhari said she's gotten overwhelming feedback from friends and regular clients who've taken up wearing caftans after finding her designs.
The sheer chiffon sleeves that fluttered down the runway gave a subtle nod to North African caftan.
On a different continent and on a high-end runway, this dress would have been called simply caftan and ogled by jet-setting Western elite wanting to look cultured and bohemian.
She evolved as a designer and started her funky lines of abayas and holiday caftans which she showcased during Dubai Fashion Week.
Each pattern was unique and I also added Swarovski crystals and other embellishments to make the caftans even more trendy.
Alam's holiday caftans include harem pants, corsets, chiffon hoodies, cocktail dresses as well as niqab (face masks) and head accessories.
Much of what was to come--whether it was his gender-bending unisex line in 1970 or his bright and bold caftans or his Kent State--inspired line, which included guns as accessories--was designed to liberate individuals from convention toward comfort and function.
Eric recalls moving to New York City at 18 to study with Martha Graham -- the two priestesses reappear in matching gold caftans, top-knots, and trademark grimaces -- at which point he discovered inside himself spirit of Vaslav Nijinsky (Lawrence Keigwin).
It all began with the matronly caftans I wore as a child, billowing ball gowns in which I swept about imperiously, flicking the hem of my train for purposes of dramatic emphasis every time I dropped a particularly wicked bon mot.
I doffed the caftans and dashing cravats for skintight tank tops with plunging necklines, beguilingly short cutoffs that inched up over the cheeks of my ass, and T-shirts that I trimmed like halter tops to reveal a svelte, boyish midriff.