tensions of empire waist

Having embarrassed myself by making such a fuss over the dress I didn't wear to the wedding, I might as well share with you pictures of the dress I actually wore.


Who can go wrong with a purple strappy sundress?



Those of you who know my fondness for stoles will not be surprised to see one here.

Thus ends my very public girly moment for the year. Yes, I know -- gender, capital, labour, value, consumption, etc. At least the sign of my complicity fit me well and was comfortable enough to wear for twelve hours. We will now return to my regularly scheduled programme wherein I pretend I don't indulge in this kind of thing.