A frilly, ruffly dress?
Obviously.
Wore it to my first baby shower (congratulations Sheri and Paul!), which makes me feel like a true adult.
The dress is from Vincent Park. The Dior scarf is from Printemps in Paris. Man, I would do anything to be there right now.
The men’s vintage Omega watch (that I so desperately wish were mine) belongs to my husband. I’m considering trolling eBay for another men’s watch — maybe a big gaudy, cheesy one in yellow gold.
I yanked the earrings — which are from New Mexico — from my ma’s jewelry collection. I’m going to wear them with everything. Always. Even though playing dress up in your mom’s clothes is hardly a grown up thing to do.
