I’m out of town today on an errand, which required a good night’s sleep, so no posts today. However, I do have something beautiful to share with you.
It’s supposed to be wedding gown, but I think it would be lovely for any formal occasion. I especially love the shell pink trim along the bottom. The dress is reminiscent of Chris Benz 2011 Resort line, and I adored that collection. Too bad that there isn’t a formal event on my horizon. Of course, I’d have to rob a bank, or at least an ATM to afford the dress, but some things are worth a bit of criminality.
And if I were wearing this to my wedding, I would definitely bypass the fascinator. It’s entirely too much. A simple birdcage veil would be better.
Perhaps, my Mother could make me something similar in knee-length. I could make it myself, but she once tried to teach me how to sew and it ended badly. Doors were slammed, pin cushions were thrown, etc.
What can I say? When you’re used to being good at things, the inability to run the fabric through a machine in a straight line will make you a little nuts.
Perhaps, I should give sewing another try? If I could master it, my wardrobe would be impeccable. Hmmm…something to think about.
I will see you ladies on Monday. Unless, of course, the Rapture occurs on Saturday. In which case, I will see some of you on Monday, either here or there. Who knows? However, I know for sure that either way the picketers chanting about the end of the world outside the Metro will disappear, Rapture or no. And for that I am truly grateful.
The last thing you want to hear about before you’ve even had your morning coffee is that you need to prepare your soul for Judgment Day. Especially when the herald is wearing Uggs. Though if the harbingers of doom are wearing Uggs, that would certainly explain a lot about the brands true origins.
Enjoy the Preakness or whatever weekend plans you might have. I’m off to the wilds of Maryland.