I haven't been wearing this dress very much lately because it makes me look even younger than I already do (people always seem surprised when I assure them I am not fifteen). I've been thinking maybe it's time to pack the poor thing away -- the same sort of grown-up initiative my six-year-old self exhibited when handing over my "bankie" (an absolute rag of a blanket that was tattered, torn, and safety-pinned back together in places) and telling my mother that I didn't "need it anymore" (I may have been younger than six -- the first ten years of my life are rather blurry).
I believe this may have been my first purchase at H&M. Ever. I remember when it opened on Newbury Street in Boston and I entered the world of affordable fashion (and credit card crises -- cheap new clothes are only cheap if you don't go back every week for more).
Anyway, I'm not quite ready to surrender it just yet. I love the flattering baby-doll fit and little puffy sleeves. Maybe I am still a child at heart.
(dress: H&M; tights: HUE ; shoes: Journey's)