Dress, Club Monaco. Cardigan, J.Crew. Headband, Lacoste. Necklace, street vendor. Belt, Joe Fresh. Sandals, Geox.
Fun fact: the patterns on this dress are made of beads, sequins, and paillettes, which render it quite heavy (when trying to dissuade me from purchasing it, my sister dubbed it "the armor dress") and a terrible choice for passing through airport security (an armor indeed). Every time I wear it, several sequins fall off, adding to its imperfection. On the bright side, I possess a work-in-regress of a dress! Phew. Glad I got that rhyme off my brain - it's been dancing around for years, blocking more lucrative trains of thought (hello, career!). Now I must get back to work mode, lest other rhymes should take over my youth.