The neckline has a tie off to the side, and the bodice of it comes up to the loopy tie thingo, halter-style. It's a dip-dye kinda look, where the bottom four inches or so are a coral/ pink, fading into white, which transitions to the black that carries the rest of the way up. It's vaguely empire-waisted, in that the waistline is a few inches higher than usual, but it's not directly under the bust, the lines are slightly reminiscent of a trapeze style dress, and it stops an inch or two above the knee.
WOW. That is a truly horrible description. Regardless, it's a cute dress, and it has a lot of flow-y, drapey fun to it.
But I never wore it. I think I bought it back in April? May? Something like that. We're now into November - well and truly the time when sundresses get stuffed into the back of the closet - and I came upon it last weekend when cleaning out my closet. I held it up, questioning myself, and remembered how much I like the look of it.
Then why the heck didn't I wear it? I hear you asking. I know. It's kinda insane, right? To buy something and never wear it?
Thing is? It's sheer viscose - so it needs something under it, so my ladyparts aren't vividly on display. But every time I tried to put something on under it, it just... didn't work. Too bulky, too long, too... "What the hell happened here?"
I could hear Karen Walker in my head when I would put it on, is what I am saying.
Whatever. When I got rid of all of that stuff last weekend, I didn't get rid of the dress - I will give it another chance, I thought. If I don't wear it NEXT spring and summer, it has to go.
But this morning, I pulled it out, and I suddenly knew exactly what to do with it. And so I put it on, and I remembered I have a cardigan that goes well with the coral, and I threw on my boots, and even though I am tired and cranky and it's completely overcast and too many things in my life are all going pear-shaped, but dammit, I look hella cute.
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