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 Image via Here Comes the Bride... I almost never wear dresses. Not because I don't enjoy them: I do, I really do, but I live in a cold climate where low casual is the preferred style, which means it's not unusual to see guys wearing a cheap polo (not Polo) shirt and a pair of sneakers to a wedding. When you're outnumbered by fashion don'ts, do you continue to take the high road, even if it means that people will be wondering why you think you're so high and mighty or your coworkers will wonder if you have a job interview? Meh. I'm weak. But dresses are brilliant, an entire outfit that is already figured out, just add accessories and a purse and you're entirely pulled together. I'm lazy and most of my dresses hardly show a wrinkle, which means that whenever I go somewhere, you can be certain that my suitcase is packed to the brim with a variety of sassy little numbers. When in Vegas last month, on my birthday, I woke up extra early for my appointment at the spa and ironed that black and white number that I was coveting from Igigi's spring line. It was in Las Vegas that I realized I really could go without hose and no avenging fashion angel would strike me dead, so I threw on a pair of strappy sandals over my vaguely hoopty pedicure and off I went. And that's when I noticed the subtle things. I have, through means of survival, perfected a polite invisibility to the rest of the world. I mean, I have kind of a boring look right now, certainly not all "look at me and my craaaazy hair" or anything. I often think I'd make a great assassin because I think people see me and then five minutes later, I'm completely forgotten. But people treat you differently in a dress. The valets flirted. The other guests smiled in the elevators. The other women in the spa, wearing towels, complimented me on the cuteness. I honestly wouldn't have been surprised if everyone had broken into song, as though I had stepped into my very own Rodgers and Hammerstein musical, complete with fabulous men dancing around me in precise choreography. Five hours later, after my spa morning and then excellent lunch with my BFF at Bouchon, I picked up the car and the valet actually remembered me. But that day, waiting for my car again, a gaggle of little kids began to chat excitedly with me, the way you used to do when you saw someone you really really liked as a kid. Hard core flirting, explaining to me how the Vegas misters worked, how they squirted water on you but you don't get wet, asking me where I was going, what I was going to do, telling me about their morning at THEhotel's pool. It was charming, absolutely charming and for a minute, I felt as untouchable and perfect as Audrey Hepburn, maybe, just maybe. I think the dress, somehow, made me approachable. Or perhaps it made me memorable. You have to admit, that's some pretty impressive dress magic. Guess what: Igigi's having a sale right now, with everything in the store marked down and free shipping if you use the code "FREESHIPPING" (easy to remember, eh?) so I'm thinking I should start employing the dress magic a little more frequently. Starting with that little pink and black neopolitan number. Mrrrow! 7 CommentsLeave a comment |
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I have long thought dresses are the best, and totally for the reasons you mention. They are an easy insta-outfit, they are flouncy and flirty and memorable, and moreover, I really think they flatter an hourglass figure better than separates. Sometimes I feel like I'm short on style cause I take the easy dress route rather than throwing together some devastatingly cool ensemble and looking like Chloe Sevigny, but oh well. I guess I can live with Audrey, or Anna Karina! They're not such a bad lot. ;)
Dresses are pretty much my favorite thing in the world right now. Great alternative to shorts or capris in the summer, the easiest work outfits ever, and perfect for pretty much every social function.
It's not the dress that's getting the attention. It's you. And you get it because when you feel like Audrey, you stand, move, smile, and generally behave as elegantly and graciously as she did. And people respond to that in you, just as they did in Audrey.
(When I dress up in something flattering and floaty, with my nails and hair done up and a moderate heel, I turn into my late great-aunt, who was another naturally great lady. Makes me feel wonderful, and garners me a boatload of positive attention.)
Wear what makes you feel pretty, and the world will find you pretty.
I love dresses but I rarely find ones that look flattering on me. I'm short and busty and I'm always on the search...I long for a cute little summer dress that doesn't require a sweater to cover its stringy straps. *le sigh* When I do find a cute sleeved dress often the sleeves are too tight around my upper arms, that while look more toned thanks to a rigourous gym schedule, now are muscular but not smaller. *le sigh*
I looooove dresses. I'm a recent convert. They're just so easy! Plus, when it's 98 degrees with a heat index of 105 and I have to go into the bowels of the city to ride the subway with other sticky, sweaty people, it's really nice to wear something light and breezy. (Also: not pants. I hate pants in the summer.)
Great recipe Kim! I'm Arabic and falafel and Arabs go hand-in-hand being that they created it so I love to eat falafel quite regularly! It also makes for a nutritious and filling breakfast along with pita bread, olive oil, labne (Arabic yogurt) and za'atar (sour spice mixed with sesame seeds).
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Macy's, Macy's, Macy's. I go there every month or so, and invariably (after quite a bit of digging) find the perfect, adorable, short- or three-quarter-length-sleeved wear-to-work-or-a-party impossible-to-wrinkle dress for something like $12. And before you hate me, I don't easily find clothes ANYWHERE; I have a 40JJ chest!
I agree with the magic of the dress. It's a beautiful, easy, lovely thing.