Category: black dress

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I don’t really own “nice dresses”. A large part of my adolescence was spent as a tomboy. Hanging out with the boys, playing sports religiously, and wearing JNCOs with Converse was a right, not a privilege. I cringed at the thought of dresses… I hated dressing up for weddings, the theatre, anything remotely involving a [...]

I’m aware that spring is coming and the time is now for flirty florals and peaches and all that crap… But I have an emergency on my hands: My LBD is totally gross. It honestly might as well be covered in sludge and ripped into shreds. The material (polyester, I know) is eager to absorb [...]