I’m so relieved that people have stopped asking me when I’m having children. At this point, they must look at me and think “dried up old bitch.” At least, I hope so.
My friend, Mary, bought this dress at Crossroads and I was super jelly. I was psyched, though, when she wore it once and then gave it to me on long-term loan. When I first tried it on, however, I was ready to give it back, because I thought it made me look pregnant.
The dress is too voluminous for a belt, but a denim vest gives it shape without destroying the flow. I think I’m too old for people to assume I’m pregnant, but I just watched Bridget Jones’s Baby and she was 43, so who knows what people are thinking. I’m better off not worrying about it or maybe holding my lower back and getting people to open doors for me and carry my luggage.
Vest, Tinseltown (thrifted and altered). Dress, Anthropologie (swap). Boots, American Eagle (consignment). Sunglasses, Coco Sunglasses. Brooches, thrifted. Bag, SheBoBo.