Oh the places you'll go!

I did a very New York thing this week. I bought a dress I couldn't afford. Not even couldn't afford, couldn't imagine paying that kind of money on any one thing to be owned by me.

At first, I was empowered. Then, I was in tears. I think I cried more for my total lack of common sense, humility and wisdom than for the actual dollars signs I was coughing up. Upon returning to my apartment - which is tiny, has baseboard heating and doesn't belong with a dress of such caliber - I read on the receipt that I couldn't take the dress back.

More worried frowning...more feeling guilty. So I wore the damn thing out for a night on the town. Please don't ask me how I was able to afford said night on the town. It was a night of ritzy, well known hot spots where pretty people in nice clothes go to act casual. What's funny is that once I got to these places, I realized the clothes I had would have fit in just fine. Everyone was all shabby chic, hipster, casually rich. I'm sure they paid a fortune to look like they weren't trying hard, but you could only sense that instead of see it.

The night was a blast, the dress went over well and managed to take on two good spills of alcohol without staining.

All in all, the Catherine Malandrino dress was a success! Now... I'm going to sell it to the highest bidder on ebay. Take THAT urban chic peer pressure!