Talk of a party a couple of weeks ago prompted me to visit one of my favorite places in Hendersonville--the Hospice thrift store on Main Street. They have been good to me before: in the winter I found a long fake fur collared wool coat, which makes me look something of a 50s queen, for 8 dollars. The idea of this party was to be a bad coed dance, the term "prom" was bantered about, and I wanted to be prepared with the most beautiful awful looking dress (cause, you know, whenever girls dress up to look badly they secretly want to look great). In addition, I had signed myself up to DJ this event, so I needed something light so I could move around and dance. Unfortunately, due to laziness or perhaps some other factor, the dance idea was shot down and instead replaced by a pot luck (say what?), but mark my words, this dress will see the light of day.
collar detail, slight slit at the neck (this picture is more accurate of the color than the first)
oh, and bonus! I found a nightgown in the exact same fabric as the one i bought in San Diego in '99. nice and light, with some interesting glass buttons.
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