I rarely talk about work, or anything specific pertaining to work on here (the quest for work? That’s another story).
So without saying too much, I’ve been knee-deep in tulle and taffeta since October, working on something cool for a really awesome magazine. Needless to say, the thing I’ve been working on involves fancy dresses that appeal to a much younger audience than I can get away with bunching myself into anymore. In the past 90 days I haven’t found one dress that appeals to me. Not a one.
Until this little lady showed up. I can’t decide if I want to wear it while jumping on top of an amplifier in Docs, or whirl around the room with, er, still envisioning Docs.
Where the heck can I get away with wearing this?
