Well, I've been asked to attend a gala dinner this Friday. Note the dangg-do-i-have to tone? Hmm, I'm really just downplaying my excitement, the truth of course being that I'm hell-yeah excited.
E=MC2. Naturally like 88% of women around the world, the invitation triggered a "I've nothing to wear!" biological reaction. The only blogworthy acessory I have is a hugeass pimple on my left cheek.
Forget Merriam Webster, a 'pimple' (according to moi) is like an uninvited guest who shows up at the most inappropriate of places at the untimely of occasions. A whole new series of National Geographic Natural Disasters should be dedicated to THIS blimp. Something was brewing within and over the weekend, it erupted into a blazing red pea-sized abnormality. I did the no-no and squeezed it. Squeeze. Pop. Gluk. And I now have a crater in place of the molehill.
Back to my dream list.
Since I don't have neither time nor budget (or designers throwing their latest couture collection at me) to look for an outfit, I did the next best thing (within the confines of my laptop): Surf style.com Fashion Shows and pretend slash fantasize that I can choose from any outfit from any designer.
I found nothing heart-thumpingly desirable from this season and in fact, the best dresses came from past seasons.
Monique Lhullier Spring 2006
Donna Karen Fall 2006
Roland Mouret Fall 2005. I love these dresses to death.
3.1 Philip Lim from Fall/ Winter 2007.
This is hardly the most appropiate thing to wear to a gala drama-mama dinner but I love love love the madhatter slash couch-chic look.
Now I'm spoilt for choice. HA.
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