I got the lucky break of the century when I stumbled across this studded out, body con, legitimately warm dress in an Urban Outfitters a while ago-it has the best body-hugging, just barely not obscene shape. Added to the fortune of purchasing of this dress was that fact that the only one that they had in my size was mistagged and the befuddledly ambivalent store attended was nice enough to match the inaccurate price, effectively un-lightening my purse by a good $40. I think scoring shopping deals might just be addictive.
There’s really nothing like an amazing fitting dress. It’s pretty much the only way to streamline the dressing process into a single garment and still look like you made something of an effort. Probably the best misconception ever for people who are completely incapable of functioning beyond a bare-bones survival level in the morning, like me. Is anyone out there sick of graffitied wall photos at this point? Because I’m so not.