The Waldorf Astoria
I don’t really have “favourites”.
I mean, I have SOME favourites, obviously. It will come as no surprise to most of you to learn that my favourite colour is green, for instance. And my favourite season is most DEFINITELY summer (I know, it’s amazing I’m even allowed to blog….). But if you asked me to name my favourite book/movie/song/food, say, (And people DO ask these things. Fairly often, actually.) I wouldn’t have a clue what to tell you, and actually, I’d get a little bit panicky, because how on earth could I pick just ONE favourite thing, when there are so many others out there that I love just as much? Can’t do it, won’t even try.
If you were to ask me to name my favourite pair of shoes then (I get this one at least once a week. Sometimes I just name my favourites AT THE TIME, purely because that whole “I don’t really DO favourites” thing tends to make people look at me funny…), I wouldn’t have a clue. If, however, you were to ask me to name my favourite dress, well, I probably wouldn’t have to think too hard before naming this one.
Folks, I LOVE this dress. It’s from ASOS, but if you’d cut out the label and asked me to guess the brand (Which would be weird of you, but whatever), I’d probably have guessed something much more high-end, because the fabric is this wonderful jacquard organza (That floral pattern is almost like tapesty), which feels much more expensive than it actually is. I think of it as my Gone With the Wind dress, because although the shape is (obviously) nothing like it, the print always reminds me of the dress Scarlett wore to the Seven Oaks barbecue. Which definitely wasn’t from ASOS.
As with my green skirt (Well, I did say green was my favourite colour…) I waited a while to debut this dress, only to end up wearing it to the beach. Yes, the ACTUAL beach: not some fancy restaurant called The Beach, or something more appropriate. I didn’t actually plan it that way, needless to say: these photos were taken at the Waldorf Astoria, where we stayed during our trip to Naples, courtesy of my very generous parents. It’s a pretty swanky hotel, and we were going to be eating in a nice restaurant in town, so I grabbed the opportunity to wear The Dress, only for everyone to decide we needed to go to the beach first, to watch the sunset.
I think I can safely say I was the most over-dressed person there (Don’t worry, I removed my shoes before walking on the sand!), but luckily no one batted an eyelid (There were lots of people wandering along the shoreline, glass of wine in hand: it doesn’t really get much better than that, does it?), and we got to see the most beautiful sunset, before heading out to dinner, where I was a little more appropriately dressed.