So here’s a secret: this is my favorite dress. It’s one of those garments that has become mythologized and a little sacred, so much so that I’m slightly scared of wearing it. Most of the time, it hangs proudly on my wall, but sometimes it just looks so sad and empty. Everyone knows that garish ’80s polyester is prone to low self-esteem and feelings of rejection. It’s high time I dusted it off in celebration of stamping out seasonal affective disorder – or, as the plebes call it, the first day of spring.
Dress, Necklace, & Bow: Old Gold Cardigan: Battery Street Jeans Belt: Goodwill Tights & Socks: Gifted