I am light years away from anything remotely resembling marriage—hello, have you heard, my boyfriend is moving across the country in a few weeks? I’m doing a stellar job of being very upset about this on my personal social networking platforms —and I am an avowed detractor of the wedding industrial complex, but Capitol Hill Style linked to this dress, and I clicked on it, and I was like, “Holy fuck, if I got married, I would wear the shit out of this.”
I came to that reaction because I love this dress so very much—it has sequins, and a cheeky-but-still-conservative tulip skirt, and the waistline would hide my much-hated stomach—but, like, where the hell do you wear something with this bright white of a skirt? To a wedding, dur. To your wedding. I would wear this to the wedding that I don’t really want to have.
It also costs $109, which makes me think I should just buy it and marry myself.