Of elecange, a sense for style and…. wrinkly dresses.
My sweeties, today, I’m showing you another dress from my “Norman Bates’ mom” collection, haha. For me, these kind of dark dresses with a midi-length and pussy-bow just remind me of his mom. And I also love these dresses, they somehow very sweetly support my Parisian chic style.
But what if I’m in a rush in the morning? When I’m simply falling into my dress, half-asleep, trying to make a coffee for the road and just spilling half of it right away? A typical Monday morning, anyway. And with this scenario in mind, it’s only natural that my lovely dress looks like it belongs in the washing and not onto myself by lunchtime. Just look at all the wrinkles and the dust.
But with a certain easiness, I simply smile these imperfections away, because hey, who’s perfect, anyway? And it’s not my fault that my dress looks that wrinkly after only sitting at the desk for 3 hours, right? So anyway and despite the wrinkles, how do you like today’s outfit??
I’m really looking forward to all your opinions and you stories concerning imperfections and dealing with them.