I know I would look deranged if I were to actually slip into this Marimekko dress, yet I find its siren call nearly irresistible! Same with this next one:
It's like I'm channeling circa early '80s Danceteria and my favorite mumuu-wearing Super's wife at the same time. Like most fashions, all of these dresses would look better on a tall, willowy, model type (or Bjork). With my luck, I'd just wind up looking pregnant and mentally ill, yet still, I'm tempted. . . .
(Even more questionable fashion after the jump.)
This one actually looks kind of normalish AND it's on sale, but they don't have it in my size, so no worries about me actually showing up somewhere wearing it.
This shapeless schmatte is so obvious in its unflatteringness that I wouldn't even consider its purchase. I just like the print and also, how mental is it that she's wearing matching boots? I hate it, but I also love it.
You would really have to have a hair penis growing out of the top of your head to pull this look off. I also enjoy the flesh-colored, circa psych-ward slippers she's rocking. Yet again, I think with a nice pair of black boots, there's a possibility that this could work. Once my hair gets long enough to shape it into a willy, that is. . . . .