I am stalking a collared dress in the vintage shop across from my office. Unfortunately it costs $300, so my creepy love will have to remain unrequited.
In the meantime, I can console myself with Flimsy Whimsy.
Beyond the collar and the gold-buttoned placket into which it descends, Flimsy Whimsy doesn't have beaucoup going on in the cut department.
But it has a matching sash, which is always a welcome touch.
I've arranged my bookshelf at home by color, as you may know.
I would never be able to do the same with my wardrobe, because the visible light spectrum would get warped and distorted, eventually just giving up entirely and creating a black hole within my closet, which the cat has decided is her private boudoir, and in addition to being unconsolable over the loss of my dresses, I would kind of miss the cat.
Either that or green would just overpower the other colors, which would be almost as sad. I could happily spend the rest of my life in green, but there are a few orange dresses in my collection that make a lot of sense, and Flimsy Whimsy is definitely one.
I guess the predominant color here is really a golden yellow, but I always think of Flimsy Whimsy as being more orange, which is a testament to the dominating force of a red tone.
The print is what makes Flimsy Whimsy interesting.
(Note how the back of Flimsy Whimsy is actually completely visible through the fabric in front... hence the name.)
It's got that free-flowing, swirly, floral, half-stoned, Seventies quality about it.
As far as I'm concerned, free-flowing, swirly, floral, half-stoned, Seventies prints are the new neutral.
This is one of those things I throw on when I don't want to think about what I'm wearing.
All photos by Claire Loeb!
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