This Dress Might Be Cursed
I swear this dress is cursed.
It could be the clearest and calmest of days in Los Angeles, which is more often than not, and things to haywire. The sun is shining, there isn't a cloud in the sky, it's warm but not too hot and the air is calm. That is, until I put this dress on.
I haven't been able to wear it without flashing at least one person per wear. As soon as it's on, gusts of wind are determined to blow it over my head. It's happened on a walk to a dinner date, at an event, en route to another dinner and even during this photo shoot. Before dress: not even a hair out of place. After dress: disaster. There's burger juice on it somewhere...
It's adorable and flirty. Actually, TOO flirty. Arguably one of the girliest pieces I own, I want to love it, but it makes it difficult. And still, I try and try again. I won't give up on you, little Kimchi Blue.
