I am not the dress wearing type. Ever since I sprouted hips and the accompanying saddlebags superglued to my legs, I just never thought I had the body for a dress.
Then I saw OHmommy in a dress, she who LOVES to dress up and has great fashion sense. I was inspired by her gospel to get thy own self to the mall and shop. Amen! Praise OHmommy!
And to thy mall I went. And shopped. And bought not one, but two dresses! Alleluia!
(Secretly I hoped that my legs would suddenly transform into OHmommy’s nice looking legs in my dresses inspired by her, but alas, my legs are the same knobby kneed legs as before.)
I think I still look good enough to take out in public, despite the sourpuss face in the second picture. Maybe I could wear these to a cocktail party, or possibly even on a much needed date with my husband.
(Tate did mention something about leaving just the boots on [redacted].)