For many Mid-Atlantic residents, linen is the quintessential summer fabric. But for this fashionista, linen is a siren’s song that lures you in with its sophisticated look and then dashes your style on the wrinkly rocks. Because few things look as unpolished as linen after 45 minutes of wear.
So why does this gorgeous Rouland Mouret-esque dress have to be linen? Why?
Some of you are probably thinking, “But Belle, it’s only 26-percent linen. That can’t be that bad right?”
Remember what I was saying about the siren song? They fool you into thinking, “Well, it’s mostly cotton, I can probably get away with it.” And then 45 minutes after you put it on, you stand up to get a second cup of coffee and WHAM! You look down to discover that your dress has more wrinkles than Mark Sandford’s Appalachian alibi. (See Jessica Biel’s trousers for a visual reminder.)
The bottom line is that I don’t like linen. It wrinkles, it bleeds color and it holds onto smells like Julia Allison clutches a cupcake. And I frankly will not buy it. Lucky for me, there is a similar dress available in knit.
So where do you fall on the fashion spectrum? Or your pro-linen? Or anti-wrinkle?