Sheepish fashion columnists agree wardrobe staples are the white blouse, a good trench coat and a Birkin (yawn). But real staying power lies in the mighty vintage dress.
Maxi, mini, gown, pinafore, tube, bubble, sun, cocktail, wrap, strapless, sleeveless, shirt, smock, tunic, trapeze, sheath, kaftan, shift, swing, flounce — I dare you not to find one you like. Best of all the frock constitutes an entire outfit: simple.
Following some of the better advice in Brit fashion writer’s Tamsin Blanchard’s Green is the New Black, I rooted through my wardrobe to pull out all my lovely dresses in a bid to dissuade me from buying more, more, more.
So this week, in a nod to the lovely A Dress A Day blog, I’m putting my vintage frocks on show, beginning with my first purchase. Pink polyester with silvery thread can feel a bit like sandpaper against skin. If only it felt like how I imagine Michael Kors’s new — and not dissimilar — pebble brocade dress would. But I digress, this is one hot number. The jewel-encrusted collar is especially fun. A surbanite, GTA teen, I found this shift dress on one of many frequent visits to Kensington Market, for peanuts.
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