This is the Lida Baday dress I thrifted for $7 at Goodwill. It has pockets. The print looks vaguely ink-blot-y, but thankfully not in a Rorschach kind of way – that could make for some awkward water cooler conversations. The one thing I was nervous about in regards to the dress was its neckline; it’s square, and cut wide on the sides, which means that I have to go the strapless bra route. I don’t know if I’m alone in this, but I absolutely abhor strapless bras. As instruments of torture go, they might not be up to Inquisition standards, but they’re usually more than I can handle on a daily basis. Surprisingly, this dress was fairly comfy, undergarment situation notwithstanding. Color me surprised. Not literally, because I’m wearing black and white. Har de har!
[Fifty negative brownie points to the first person who pipes up that black is a colour. One hundred negative brownie points to the first person who starts talking about physics. Party poopers.]
