I own a dress!
This time yesterday not one single dress was hanging on my clothes rack. I’m a shorts or skirt sort of gal.
Today I have a thoroughly girly, pretty beyond belief, dress all of my own.
It was a splurge – especially since I’m in savings-mode for my Big Adventure – but the excitment it’s brought me and the number of conversations I’ve managed to initiate about my new dress has already superceded the financial guilt I had.
Pretty dresses are good for the soul.
