crying crying hot salty sad tears of envy:
i didn't know it til right now, but this is the dress of my dreams.
tiny baby hot pink velvet and gold thread partytimes dress? good grief. dying, dead.
michelle's posts on kingdom of style alwayssss make me curse the gods that i am not some hot scottish irina lazareanu-doppelganger who can sew her own elastic band dresses and pvc leggings.
as if i didn't feel that way everyday, ANYWAY.
geez, life. get it together already.