The never ending search for “the dress”
I had found the dress, it was going toi double as my bridesmaid dress for Jess’s wedding. It was hot it was perfect….it was not available in my size before the end of August.
So onwards I go, I still fantasise about walking into some dark little op shop absent mindedly grazing through the racks and rack’s crappy tank tops and demin skirts to find “the perfect dress”

