Outfit / House of Dagmar
Its not like I have anywhere to go in this dress, well, not yet anyway, but how is it possible to stumble across such a beauty and not do anything to rectify that gaping hole in my wardrobe that craves this Swedish swoosh-mistress. And what if I do happen to get invited to the Vernal Equinox Ball or a party held in celebration of an imminent solar eclipse (neither of these, to my knowledge, are real events however I do believe they should be now I’ve named them) – what would I wear? A girl has to be ready at all times, as any sensible lady has been taught at finishing school. The colour, the style, the swooshiness – it’s painfully impossible to resist. And of course it made sense to justify purchasing such a dress, to accessorise it.
I should be able to sleep tonight now.