I bought this fabric in NY for TWO DOLLARS A YARD! And I know I am systematically opposed to type shouting, but this was six months ago and I am still so happy about it. Naturally I bought a ton of it, and naturally I felt bad about how heavy it was when I had to ship it back to Vancouver, and naturally the resulting dress has a very large skirt. Lets face it, I am well aware that my love of circle skirts is the only thing between me and all out hipsterdom and I am going to cling to that fact like a fat guy clinging to the last bag of Cheetos.
I may still make a belt for it. I am a sucker for a good belt and for some reason none of the fifty-something I already own seem to work. Ah first-world problems. I think this will be my new ‘happy’ dress. You know that one thing you own that makes you forget all your problems and go twirling around a dirty subway station like it’s a meadow in the Alps?
Disclaimer: Absolutely no offense was meant to any fat guys or their Cheetos, I have myself at times been known to cling to snack foods with an unholy vice-like grip. It was just a convenient simile.