It is. I think it’s
conceptually sound, but the execution was shaky:
Allow me to explain.
It was finally boot weather here in Oregon, so of course I had to wear
boots. And I love wearing boots with
dresses, so I had to wear a dress. And the
dress I chose is sheer so I had to wear a slip.
And I’ve always wanted to try a dress with an exposed slip, so I
selected a slip that’s just a bit longer than the dress. All that makes sense, right?
Well, here’s where it fell apart. I paired cognac boots (Steven Madden) and a
belt (thrifted) with this dress (vintage Blair, thrifted) because I swear to
goodness there is some cognac in the print:
But, not enough to notice from far away, making the look a
little iffy. Adding to the iffy-ness is
the fact that I refused to iron the slip.
Because to me that’s like ironing sheets. Or jeans.
Ridiculousness. (Unless, of
course, you iron your sheets and jeans and then I totally respect your
commitment to a wrinkle-free life). So,
yeah, not quite what I wanted.
That’s okay though, I gave it a shot and I’m not mad that I
did.
Happy Wednesday, Everyone!
Gracey
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