What She Thought Was Just A Little Black Dress…

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… Turned out to be considerably longer! Phew* (little black dresses are farrrrr to little nowadays). Admittedly, my bum is adorable, but also modest. Doesn’t go flapping in the wind for just anybody.

This gem is one of my many (manymanymanymany) thrifted treasures. My gut tells me it’s from the 80s, the material screams 70s but there is something slinky and so very 40s about it (which I dig). I owned it for years before ever wearing it (welcome to 50% of my closet) but it has quickly become a trusty ‘go-to’. At first glance, it comes across as unremarkable and modest-to-the-point-of-dullness. WELL LOOK AGAIN FRIENDS. The dramatic, sheer panel on the front? The plunging back? The billowing armpit sleeves? The cheeky turtleneck buttons?! Rest assured, it does not get wilder than this little number.

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It will quickly become very evident that I struggle to include colour into my get-ups. There are really crazy days when I think I’m ready to break out of my grey-scale symphony of shades. I’ll give myself double finger-guns, sashay around in front of my mirror, marvel at all the colour and head out with reckless abandon. On a good day – I get as far as my front door, pivot and dash back into the safety my black on black on black on black on GREY (maybe there is hope?) ensemble and gulp great sighs of relieve as the colour-induced-panic dissipates (**on bad days – I simple collapse into a sobbing, hysterical ball, overwhelmed by vibrant colour and lay under a black sheet for days). I am looking into some different therapies – will keep you posted on my progress. Until such progress – I invite you to FEAST YOUR EYES ON COLOURLESS COMBINATIONS!

Cheers!

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P.S. I have given myself 52 “blogger” points for the carefree, dog photos. Effortless.

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