I've blogged about this dress before. It's the perfect party dress (and by "party dress" I don't mean anything retro or cutesy -- I mean I literally like to wear this dress to parties). I thrifted it at Goodwill and then several months later found a matching dress in gray in a larger size that seems to fit exactly the same. What party am I wearing this perfect party dress to? I'm going to a play directed by a fabulous friend and starring two other fabulous friends. Clearly, I had to look my best. There will be an after party after the play so tonight, this is my perfect after-party dress.
The pattern is nuts. I love it. I used to buy every oddly-patterned fitted dress I saw. I don't wear that look quite so often now, but this dress is still one of my favorites.
Why am I pointing here? Because posing is awkward, people. It just is. And Robert started giving directions to me including "Point over there! A little bit higher! No, lower!" and so I did. So now we have a pointing picture. You're welcome.
These are my freshwater pearl earrings from Sleepy Poet Antique Mall in Charlotte. I may never take them off. Freshwater pearls make me think of shopping with my Grandma in Chinatown in San Francisco. I like them more than normal pearls. They're just fresher.
This is Robert. We also bought that snazzy vintage vest at the Sleepy Poet Antique Mall. I LOVE it. He's putting his hat over his face because he's not sure he wants to be all up on my blog.Too late, Robert. You married a writer, man. An over-sharer. Blogs happen. They just do. And this blog already includes pictures of you.
(Did you like how I rhymed that last little bit? Just going the extra mile for my readers.)