I left the house in a maroon sequined flapper dress but arrived at the annual Two Point Oh! LA Snowball in this. Instead of leaving it up to Encyclopedia Brown to solve The Case of the Dress Switch-a-Roo, I'll reveal what happened. I fell in love. And that changed everything.
After leaving the house, I made a slight detour to the Snowball styling suite to indulge in a Bellacures mani and a Joico blow out. As I sat there chit-chatting with friends while enjoying the pampering session, my eyes locked on a pearl embellished white as snow tulle dress softly draped on a velvet hanger across the room. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Mesmerized by its demurely soft fabric and its come hither one shoulder silhouette, I knew I had to get a closer look. I walked towards it slowly but deliberately all the while trying hard to restrain myself from pouncing on it like a puma on a gazelle. I reached out my hand. We touched. My body tingled with excitement. As I gingerly slide the dress over my body and zipped up the back, I looked in the mirror and the deepest of sighs reverberated into the air. So this is what love at first sight feels like. I didn't have butterflies in my stomach. Simply, all traces of my first dress disappeared from my memory bank.
Special thanks to Lulus.com for their matchmaking services.
silver d'orsay pumps: c/o Shoedazzle
fur shawl: vintage
ring: Kara Ross NY
bracelet: transformed from a Loft by Ann Taylor necklace (similar here cheaper option here)
necklace: vintage (similar here dissimilar but stunning here and here)