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Sunday, September 5, 2010

Heavy Breeze on Light Stillness

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Black Polka-dot dress (vintage), Black Belt (Wetseal), Black Wedges (Mootsies Tootsies), Black Floopy Hat (flea market)

Funny, I always seem to find my favorite comfortable items in the bottom of one of my mom's donation bundle. How angry I get at myself when I think back of the times where I miss such great opportunities. (Darn that tan suede blazer that I was about to retrieve later in the day, but came back home finding it already gone.) This dress was about to be shipped off somewhere on some pickup truck, but I greedily snatched it up as soon as I noticed the addicting print peeking through the see-through grocery bag. Once I picked it up, the sheer texture and the lightweight material was heaven-called. Immediately when I put it on, I noticed how danceable the dress once, giving note that this might be perfect for claustrophic parties.
I've been quite obssessed with long dresses lately. I never thought I could pull them off before due to my unsightly height. Now, I realize how easy they transition from summer to fall. As temperature hike up, do them same to the skirt; as temperatures come down, let them fall.
P.S. Pardon my awkward poses. One of my sweet, gay guyfriend told me via my facebook pic that I should be a model. I made one of these faces 0_o before I completely laughed out loud (I don't do acronyms). I thanked him but also commented on my shortness (that he always makes fun of anyways). Despite how much he insisted, I'm sure anyone can see from these photos that none of my photos would ever make Tyra Banks happy.

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