I have a confession: I am not having a glamourous night out on the town tonight. I am sitting in my bed in mismatched pajamas thinking about what I would be wearing if I was having said night on the town ( and if I was allowing myself personal access to the shop's inventory- which I'm not of course...no sir...). And it goes a little something like this:
This dress. Ugh...this dress. It hurts me. This is a fabulous Jacques Fath lace cocktail dress with incredible covered buttons running all down the back and bows on the shoulders. It is quite possibly the perfect little black dress. I was literally trembling with joy when I found it on a rack among synthetic circa-2001 prom dresses.
Yeah, so I would wear that, and because its still chilly out, this little 40's faux fur cape with frog closure:
Or maybe this green silk opera coat from the 50s:
Either way, I would look damn good. Oh well, maybe next weekend...
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