A couple of months ago, I bought a Fifty Cent Dress for spring.
It will keep until fall. Or spring 2021.
I think I saw this dress on a style blog — some other person’s style blog — and thought “I moose have that dress.”*
I also think I bought it on my phone, while in a taxi. I have purchased a surprising number of things from the back seat of a taxi.
No more taxi-shopping for me! At least, not for awhile.
That’s probably a good thing. Although there was a certain efficiency in combining ground transportation with shopping.
I am not sure why this dress captured my fancy so fixedly, but it did: stripes, an oversized collar, giant puffed sleeves.
Perhaps each feature alone is not a justification, but somehow they combine very charmingly.
The sleeves are the size of cantaloupe melons. The shoulder seams were an inch or two too long, so I “shortened” those seams with safety pins. Because the sleeves are voluminous and the fabric is stiff, the safety pins are totally hidden.
See how charmingly the stripes on the yoke are not aligned with the rest of the dress? It’s a great graphic detail. Unless it is shoddy manufacturing. I think it must be intentional because it’s interesting.
This dress with these shoes reminds me of the Robe and Slippers I showed you a few years ago.
The fabric of this dress is a bit of a mystery to me. It’s heavy, stiff, and slippery. This means that it will hold its shape. But the weight and heat of the fabric seem at odds with short sleeves. I think this dress was made for April and October.
Come closer and take a look at the details.
Since we are separated by miles, you can come as close as you’d like.
I am including these next two photos because they capture a micro expression that I think is funny.
All Hail the The Melon Sleeve!
It could be that by spring 2021, giant sleeves will be out of fashion. Or that I will have come back into myself and realized that these sleeves are ridiculous. If that is the case, I can always have the sleeves slimmed down.
The rest of the dress is classic.
In an effort to avoid congested sidewalks, I’ve been walking on the side streets of my neighborhood. As a result, I have taken a keen, personal interest in the color combinations of every house on my regular route. Forest Hills Homeowners: I have notes for you. One thing I have observed is that although there are many stone houses in D.C., few are trimmed in shades of blue. But they could be, as is the case in Old Montreal. I was impressed and delighted by the range of blues — palest aqua to deep marine — that were paired with stone in Montreal. Tell me: Of the places you’ve visited, which had the prettiest vernacular (in terms of color) for residential architecture?
Dress: Self-Portrait; Shoes: JCrew
* Years ago, I gave my friends a ride to the airport when they were headed to Maine for a photography workshop. When they returned, they were laden with small gifts of appreciation including a notepad decorated with a moose and the words, “Things I Moose Do.” One of them said, “I don’t know why we bought you this” — but I loved it and although the paper has been gone at least 25 years, I still use the phrase (in my head). Things I moose do . . .