Every Summer I dream I’m going to find the perfect strappy 1950s sun dress, in my size, my price bracket and good condition.
And, well, I still haven’t, but for tiny people this dress is divine! I imagine it was worn by a girl that casually scandalised the neighbourhood with her free and easy ways. For some reason I imagine her wearing it at a fun fair, eating ice cream and laughing while local women in hats and gloves look on and tut disapprovingly.
It needs a new casually scandalous girl to take it out for ice cream.