American Apparel Double U dress, $36; Sergio Rossi slingbacks, $225; the confidence to stop traffic, priceless.
Le Duc mentioned this photo appreciatively... no kidding. (Click on photo for full va-voom.)
I'm not sure, even in my days as a young thing, I'd have had the courage to go this red, this tight.
Do I ever look remotely like this?
I have to cast my mind waaaay back. Plunging necklines, micro skirts, stilettos, I do recall. I feel wistful. Days gone by!
Did you display your assets, or were you shy, modest... or scolded "Where are you going like that?"
In college, I lived for awhile in a sorority house, and the memory of 40 or so young women preparing to go out, the air filled with perfume, girls flying about, trading clothes, doing hair, that electric intersection of anticipation and excitement, is a fond memory. The casual beauty, the unforced glamour of youth.
I know women who are mired in mourning for their lost effect. What is the point? I'd love to be able to carry off this dress, but know (and most of the time accept) that the natural arc of life has removed that possibility.
Let's have a moment of appreciation for our bodies, whether voluptuous or lean, smooth or lined, soft or firm. What we were, and on our journey, what we have become.
Photo: The Sartorialist blog