Anyone else quaking in fear at the thought of neckline-to-hemline pattern? I certainly am. That didn’t stop me from shoving this ’70s floral maxi dress into a 30-gallon trash bag during “Fill-A-Bag” day at a local yard sale a few years ago. I paid one low, low price to stuff a sack with as much junk as possible, so, naturally, I filled it with items I hadn’t even the slightest prospect of wearing. This is why I also own a powder pink western fringe shift that Dolly Parton probably once wore to a Texas honky tonk.
I don’t know. Maybe it was the AMAZING Janis Joplin documentary I watched this week on Netflix (“Little Girl Blue”) or just the changing of seasons, but I woke up today, 2 years post-purchase of this 1970’s gem, and thought “Today is the day.” The decision was so monumental it required a text to my mother and the consumption of a chocolate ganache cupcake.
Despite my initial hesitation toward head-to-toe floral, I really leaned into this look, grabbing every damn green accessory in my apartment to complete the look. I’m talking mint lace-up sandals and a jade pendant, plus I sprayed on that one floral perfume I have with ivy on the bottle because why the hell not?
My dear friend and favorite artist, Honor (who was sweet enough to be my photographer for the morning), and I were wandering around Society Hill and found this mysterious wrought iron gate to use as our backdrop. The tendrils of ivy perfectly matched this whole ’70s floral motif I had going.
Being the photographic genius and literal ray of sunshine she is, Honor was able to capture the morning light in the most magical way possible. I suspect she has supernatural powers:
Overall, this maxi dress has got me feeling a little bolder sartorially. Maybe it’s time I bring that ol’ powder pink number out of the closet and into the light, too 😉