Dress: Dorothy Perkins
Eagle-eyed readers will recognise this tee-dress from a previous entry. Shortly after writing the price of the dress dropped crazily, and what’s a girl to do? I’m really glad I decided to get it, because it looks and fits exactly as I hoped it would. I’m less pleased with the other items I ordered at the same time (to rationalise the postage, y’know?).
This dress was frighteningly short, and oddly proportioned to boot. Perhaps I had the wrong size, but I can’t imagine that going up a size would’ve changed the hem from knickers skimming to the more reasonable knee-length I’d envisaged.
These jeans were perfectly divine, or would’ve been if they’d managed to encompass the Thighs Of Doom. I loved them enough to deliberate over going up a size, but it looks like DP’s out of stock for the moment. Sigh. (Not like I haven’t got enough jeans already, huh?)