Meaning, I don't own dresses for everyday wear. No skirts, either. Hell, if it weren't for capris, it'd be extremely rare for my calves to see sunlight (as it is, they glow in the dark pretty freaking well. I blame Canada in general. Try not to be blinded by the upcoming photo...).
And yet, the last four weekends I have worn dresses.
Like, serious dresses.
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| (Clockwise from upper left: Mr Lannis and I at a wedding, April 27th; myself as a bridesmaid, April 13th; back in my wedding dress for the potluck May 4th; dressed as Elmindreda for the JordanCon costume contest April 20th.) |
Mr Lannis laughed at me, saying, "You're not one to wear a dress often, but when you wear a dress, you REALLY wear a dress..."
Well, shit. He's right.
(Of course he is... he married me. Heh.)
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