Nuts for New Fashion. Literally.
I am in the throes of a fashion dilemma. Really. These things weigh on me. It goes like this: I know, in my heart, that I should not give in to the White Dress Trend. I know I should save the money, or at least spend it on something that is not the thing that every single person in the world will be wearing this summer (yes, even here in Singapore). I should spend it on something cute and unique or at least not so easily identifiable, like a piece from one of those great Bangkok designers I'm always raving about. (More on them on of these days, I promise.)
I know all this. I do. And yet, every time I walk by Zara or Topshop or (Zara's more expensive big brother) Massimo Dutti, I desperately want a white dress. I thought I found the perfect one at Zara yesterday. After I explicitly vowed not to buy a white dress, I starting longing for this very cute hippie-ish sundress with embroidery at the hem (see above), and went to three Zaras to find it in my size. (The rub, and the sign that God does not want me to buy a white dress: Turns out I do not have a size. The medium is too small, the large is way too big, my sewing skills are not good enough to alter either.)
So, trend crisis averted, for one day. Instead, I'm going to focus on my new sliver-wedge sandals and batik dress (which is really a top – why do they insist on calling longer-length tops a dress? it would be scandalous if I ever wore it as one), both from Topshop. Of course, I'm also thinking about how much it would cost to pay a tailor to alter that dress. The internal struggle continues.
Of course, it's not that I don't think you should all buy white dresses. If I had a need to wear cute clothes every day – like say, an office job, or a social life – I would buy it. But I wear jammies to work (at home), and I already have a lot of going out clothes, and the amount of times I could wear the white dress before the trend is over is, like, 12 – tops (once a week for the next three months or so). And… I'm going to stop now.