I don’t like to receive presents. Or perhaps I should clarify: I don’t like to receive gifts on expected days: my birthday, my wedding, Christmas, Valentine’s Day.
I’d rather a gift were spontaneous, given out of impulse as opposed to a national mandate. Your comments are that sort of gift--totally unexpected, thoughtful, wise, witty, and absolutely delightful to receive.
So, for my internet readers: here, from the heart, is a perfect Valentine’s red from Marchesa, made out of suede(!) I love the high neckline (are covered necks the new clavicle)?
And the puffed sleeves? For this Anne of Green Gables reader, well, they’re perfect.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
I’d rather a gift were spontaneous, given out of impulse as opposed to a national mandate. Your comments are that sort of gift--totally unexpected, thoughtful, wise, witty, and absolutely delightful to receive.
So, for my internet readers: here, from the heart, is a perfect Valentine’s red from Marchesa, made out of suede(!) I love the high neckline (are covered necks the new clavicle)?
And the puffed sleeves? For this Anne of Green Gables reader, well, they’re perfect.
Happy Valentine’s Day.
3 comments:
Wouldn't that dress be a great gift!?
One of my true regrets at this point in my life is that I can no longer wear puffed sleeves without feeling a bit foolish. Like Anne, I yearned for puffs and got them, but now can't seem to muster the gumption to wear them. But it is a magnificent dress.
I'm with you on that. Couldn't care less if I get some pressie on my birthday, as long as I get something special when the mood and opportunity presents.
So love the nod to the heart in the back shot.
This dress is gorgeous, but I think it would be hard to wear...
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