For as long as I can remember, I have loved wearing pretty dresses and high heels. I think it all started when I was just one. Being a flower girl does that to you, doesn’t it? When I was seven or eight, I would dream of big dresses and huge ballrooms in Vienna, then as a teenager, I kept dreaming I could attend the Bal des débutantes in Paris. Just for the dress.
A few years later and the big dress came on my wedding day, although half of it was missing when it was time to put it on, but that is a story for another day. There was not compromising, I would get my big princess dress! I thought I would spend months and months looking for a dress and I had a picture in my mind of what I wanted. Little did I know that I would buy the first dress I tried, in a small boutique in Paris. I did not even want to try that dress, but the owner of the shop insisted as she thought it would suit me. I could not take my eyes off the dress after that!
My handsome granddad and I on my wedding day!
My love of dresses never faltered. These days, the dresses are not as big as the outfits of my teenage dreams, but they are more colourful and rather smart. Any excuse to dress up and you can count me in!
I think I would hesitate between the hot print dress with fascinator, clutch and open-toe heels I wore at my friend Cé’s wedding,
and my new polka dot dress with pops of green and yellow.
Which of these outfits would you choose for a fancy day out?