Anyway, so I go in there for one dress. ONE DRESS. And I fall in love with three. I don't mean 'oh these are cute, I want to buy them.' I mean these dresses were MADE for my body and I need them. They were staring at me from their luxurious wooden hangers just begging to call my closet home. I honestly believe we were destined to find each other. So what did I do with my sad little writer's salary? I pondered up some excuses for why I need them. The first was obvious, Steph's rehearsal dinner. The second, I realized, I was meant to wear on my first wedding anniversary in Savannah - just 11 days away. And the last? Well, I don't think I need an excuse to wear a vintage-inspired dress with prize ribbons all over it. That one pretty much speaks for itself.
Decision time. I remembered I have an Anthro gift card at home with some leftover money on it. Get two now and come back for the oh-so-cute prize ribbon dress. It will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine.
the rehearsal dinner dress i now own.
the anniversary dress i now own.
the prize-ribbon dress i will soon own.
So is it my obsession, or are these as cute as I think they are??