VB, I ♡ your dress
OK so most of the time I look at Posh and I feel for the woman. I put myself in her shoes and I’m tottering on the verge of a high fashion breakdown. I long since made a pact with the world that I would eschew papparazi intrusion in exchange for more sleep, less frequent applications of make-up and a husband who recognised me in the morning. Posh, on the other hand, takes ‘on duty’ more seriously than a sergeant major, and she’s raised her bar so high that anything but the sharpest of cut and the highest of heel make her look scruffy. So whenever I see a nod to mufti day or even a hint of let up or playfulness in Victoria’s outfits, I undo the top button of my jeans in celebration.
Now perhaps it’s the hearts but I just want to hug Victoria in this dress. I can see her at Glastonbury festival in this sort of thing, it’s as close to hippie as she’ll get until Hermes makes a patchwork Birkin. I’m guessing it’s Marc Jacobs but I’m hoping, I’m dreaming that she found it in a thrift shop in downtown LA and just had to have it.
PS. I dig that the purple grape hearts exactly match the purple grape Ostrich Hermes Birkin, and I’m guessing that Louboutin doesn’t do a stiletto in purple grape otherwise the feet would follow; but red heart shaped sunglasses? Such an omission.
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