mom's old dress, vintage belt, nine west gladiator wedges, dad's watch, cuff from alyssa.
wedding receptions are actually so hilarious. especially when rife with giddy adults intent on dancing the night away, likely with the help of a couple (or more) alcoholic libations. anyway, that's where i was last night, wearing this dress that fits my 6' tall mother. needless to say, i did not inherit her amazonian height, and so belting it made it an acceptable ankle length. i felt so nineties, especially while wearing a leather jacket and blasting van halen in a convertible.