This one goes out to everyone who's said to me, "You have names for all of your dresses?"
They can't all be poetry.
I know I was just saying yesterday that solid green dresses are where it's at, but then there's Bluey. (Also in my closet: Bluey's sister Little Bluey, who had better come out of hiding if she wants a chance to be as famous as Bluey. Little Bluey, where are you?!)
Things I love about Bluey: the simple cut, for one.
This little ruching detail at the shoulder, which immediately spices up the entire bodice, for two.
The theoretical versatility of the generously proportioned sewn-on sash, for three.
The color, for four.
I am letting Bluey go only because I have worn it to the full gamut of events to which a dress can be worn. (In case you are interested, that means both a wedding and a work going-away party.)
Bluey needs more excitement! Maybe with you? Let me know if you can give Bluey a loving home.
All photos by Claire Loeb!