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I so rarely get to use the word "antepenultimate"—usually by the time I remember that it exists, I am already on the penultimate thing I was going to describe as antepenultimate if I had thought of it sooner.

This is my antepenultimate post!

Autumn Tendrils

It is still technically autumn, right? Even though I am looking at a Christmas tree with a homemade Al Swearengen angel topper, and the colors in Autumn Tendrils are no longer found in nature?

Chinoiserie

The very thing that first appealed to me about Chinoiserie is what now gives me pause.

Namely, the chinoiserie aspect.

Futureworld

Futureworld was actually my first dress to get a name, before they all got in on the action.

All Business

It's pilot season, which means that I am sampling all the new shows, nibbling at each one to see if it is a delectable treat or day-old cream puffs.

Forest Garden

As the weather gets chilly, I not with sadness the shortening daylight hours and the dwindling number of days I can wear dresses before losing my knees to frostbite. The flimsy, the mini and the sleeveless all begin to work their way to the back of the closet, after having finally gotten their due on Dressopotamia.

(Dressopotamia, by the way, is asynchronous; the pictures might be a day old, or a few months. I don't want to mislead you when I feature sundresses in late September, which I will.)

Veracious

I recently started watching "How I Met Your Mother" on Netflix Instant, making up for the last seven years I spent ignoring it. (Eventually, I'll get around to "Friday Night Lights." Don't rush me.)

I loved the way the show played with time, moving forwards and backwards and kaleidoscoping narratives (think Memento or Pulp Fiction) in a way that is my second-favorite storytelling trick. (First favorite: body swap.) Also, Jason Segel, Alyson Hannigan and Neil Patrick Harris are pretty reliably hilarious, even before HIMYM started.

Bridethrilla

I got into Dressopotamia without an exit strategy, and I still don't have one, besides "finish closet."

That day is not today.

Foam (Dressopotamia Giveaway!)

Seriously, though, Foam is a gorgeous little frock.

Parabola

Another OxiClean success story! What was I doing before I got this stuff?

I think I bought Parabola when I was at college. A few years later it got a weird stain, and I could bring myself neither to wear it nor get rid of it. Then... OxiClean!

The Birds

Another day, another inspiring/cautionary tale.

I found The Birds in the summer of 2001, looking at its vast expanse of polyester (it was at least three sizes too big) and seeing only the perfect color combo of its print.

Picnic

I love a good print, obviously, but sometimes a solid color hits the spot.

If that color is green.

Verdant

I still remember this shirt my sister bought my dad for Xmas one year. It was the late eighties take on color blocking: I think the left half of the shirt was purple, the right half was green and the pocket was red, or something like that. He liked it so much that he saved it for special occasions, like Thanksgiving. In the photos of about five consecutive Thanksgivings, you can see him wearing this shirt, as it goes from fresh and spiffy to somewhat shabby.

Verdant is my color-blocked shirt. Except I think it still looks pretty spiffy.

Citric Acid

My mood is extremely weather-sensitive.

If it's raining, I'll just be down all day. Even thinking about it is putting me in a foul mood.

Opal

Opal is my favorite gemstone, even though (or maybe because) it is the only gem to be considered a bad luck charm.

My opal bracelet doesn't photograph well, but trust me, it's lovely.

Lucky Twin

One of my motivations for starting this blog is that I was pretty sure that my ambivalent feelings around some of my dresses would crystallize into, "I am going to give this away." I was pretty sure, for example, that Day and Nightie, Red Fish, Blue Fish and Audrey One would not make the cut. But I have new hope — one of these days, I am going to make alterations to Day and Nightie! One of these days, I am going to wear Red Fish, Blue Fish to another party! One of these days, I am going to take Audrey One and... actually, I am probably going to give that one away. You can have it if you promise to keep the epaulets intact.

I was also pretty sure that Lucky Twin was going to end up as a giveaway.

Lily Pads

Brace yourself for another non-vintage dress.

Green Champagne

Does your wardrobe ever make you contemplate your own mortality?

Green Champagne offers me a peek into the abyss, and I’m not just saying that because it reminds me of a huge wall covered with the script for Waiting for Godot.

Batusi

Frankly, I thought The Dark Knight was overrated — I tend to tune out during car chases — and too long. But I am still plunking my money down for the next one, because I am desperate for an entertaining blockbuster that my husband will agree to see with me.

Shady Lane

Shady Lane evokes a vague sense memory for me. Every time I wear it, I flash back to a mystery time when I was riding in the back of a pickup truck, feeling the sun on my face and arms.