Since you could walk and we’re fashionably dolled up in your first tutu or darling dress, I bet you twirled like a perfect daddy’s girl princess. Fast forward 20- something years later and you’ve more than likely become one of the following:
“watch my dress twirl, the cut is perfect for it!”
“had a glass of wine and really digging the fabric swirl twirl goin on”
or the “bitches I be twiiiiirrrrllliiiiii…..*que eat shit here*”.
Nevertheless, the twirling never subsided. I’d like to first pride myself on the latter…well at least to wine; and since it was cocktail hour (at one of the funnest weddings I’ve ever been to), three of us couples waiting on dance floor and food hour, opted for a walk down the pier. Having an awesome boyfriend who perfectly understands my personality (I’ll allow 2 seconds of “ughs” and eye rolling here) decided to snap a couple pictures of me feeling “wanna-be sex in the city” fabulous in my perfectly twirlable teal dress. I thought it perfect/approriate for a wedding with a substantial amount of under 35 year olds to have the backless appeal along with the fun summer color. Not only was I not sweating my ass off at a June wedding with its light material, but the high neck line made it appropriate for a wedding. So get invited, buy the dress, twirl your ass off and be undeniably charming for a surefire way to get in the wedding album. Best of luck twirlers, don’t let down that orange tutu 4 year old still inside you. (I was never one for pink)
::OUTFIT::
Dress: Fabprom
Shoes: Steve Madden (similar Ones Here)
Accessories: California boutique gold cuff, Vintage gold earrings, AlexandAni Bracelets
