Tuesday, September 6
The neglected dress
After spending a year hidden at the back of my wardrobe I hung this dress on my hallway mirror a month ago. Every morning I'd sneer at it and decide "I am not wearing you, you don't suit me." I'd stick out my tongue at poor red Cinderella like the mean, ugly step-sister that I am and choose something else to wear. Poor unappreciated dress.
Let this be a warning: Don't take your own measurements. Well, not if you are me anyway. So as soon as you're not me you might be good to go after all ;) This dress was the result of my first custom Etsy order, with my inapt measurements leading to a bit of an empire waist and extra short-shortness (the latter remedied by adding scalloped edging).
I think after over a year of rarely wearing this one I am finally done being sore about it. I messed up but it's still a pretty darn gorgeous dress. Time to show Cinders some respect i.e. wear the darn dress. ;)
It's kind of funny: Here we have a dress, good as new and I couldn't be bothered to wear it. Reversely, I also have a few dresses mended here and there and everywhere, really starting to look tired, but could I ever bring myself to throw them out? Hell, no. "Just one more wear" I think after each wash and one more and one more after that. They don't exactly look tatty yet but when I finally let go of clothes the decision never comes a moment too soon.
I buy dresses faster than I throw them, that's for sure. No matter how many dresses I have in my closet I still find more (I don't even have to go looking - I am hyper primed for frocks). Superman might have x-ray vision but I got the dress equivalent. You get the picture. When it comes to deciding between indulging in a dress or an accessory the dress always seems more needful. I'll go looking for a belt, a hat, a scarf but I find a dress instead. For instance I broke a pair of sandals the other day and I decided this called for a replacement dress. Perfectly. Logical. Vulcan nothing against it.
It's true, I can't resist a pretty dress.
I have a set of strict rules to at least slow the constant flow of new dresses into my wardrobe. They take the form of a checklist of individually weighted pros and cons that assist me in each purchase. For instance the pro of an awesome print will overrule the con of having two near identical dresses already. Pockets, intricate collars, piping and button details weigh in heavy on the pro side while it is near impossible to outweigh the con of spaghetti straps (I always fuss with spaghetti straps). There are also items pertaining to fabric and care guidelines (dry cleaning being a big oh no, no, no). To my dismay an awkward fit or super short skirt are guaranteed deal breakers. Time and time again my weird measurements have saved me from dress induced bankruptcy.
What's your sartorial kryptonite?
jacket: tulle via modcloth
dress & brooch: Etsy
bag: Glasto newspaper freebie
shoes: bargain bin in some highstreet store