Afriend of mine, a jewelry historian, is often called upon to give talks or chair panels. When a gig comes up at the last minute and she has, like most of us, nothing to wear, she hustles down to a certain shop on Bleecker Street and picks up what she calls “an Ulla.”
She is not alone in her reliance on a dress from Ulla Johnson, whose designs—at once vaguely frilly but not ridiculous, pretty but not sticky, bohemian but never unkempt—more and more reflect how women want to look today. No longer bound by the arcane rules of appropriateness (nor forced to troop around in “basics”), they—okay, we—are free to don a puff sleeve and, nevertheless, be taken seriously.
Johnson, 49, is among a cadre of female designers who…
