Dear REWIND (Dress 193)

Dear REWIND,

You're an ace vintage store near my house- way too expensive for my tastes (vintage chanel in the window, my size. makes me sad every time I pass it.) I am so glad the satin lined pink dress did not fit me (totally not into pink, but whatever). This dress would only work if it had been pieced as well as the REWIND dress was... guh. Vintage handmade work.

All my love,

IP

Dear Jelly Sandals (Dress 192)

Dear Jelly Sandals,

I always wanted a pair of jelly sandals as a kid, but my mother was against them. Don't remember why. When I saw a girl wearing a pair of these on the tram the nostalgia was overwhelming- these were gorgeous swirly opaque ones... nom nom nom.

This dress CANNOT be worn without jelly sandals.

All my love,

IP

Dear Non-pop-Bubble-Mix (Dress 191)

Dear Non-Pop-Bubble-Mix,

You're freaking awesome. But it's difficult to find, and all the more difficult to have people take you seriously when you're 19 and blowing chewing-gum-ish-bubbles.

All my love,

IP
(This dress has blue tulle with flocked 'spots' on it. I saw this at the lincraft 50% off sale and did not buy it. Oh the folly of the stingy.)

Dear Florists (Dress 190)

Dearest Florist,

I always wanted to be a florist as a kid. Who could think of anything lovelier than being surrounded by flowers all day? I live not far from one of melbourne's biggest cemetaries, so there are heaps of florists in the area- and you always hear people mention on the tram (as we go past the intersection where there are THREE florists) how the only purpose of a 24hour florist is apologising for being a shit husband/boyfriend...

But then there are the 'meeting the in-laws' flowers, the anniversary-flowers, the new-nephew-flowers and (best of all) the 15-year-old-first-date-flowers. I'd love to hear all those stories:

All my love,
IP