I need to start out by saying that, although totally obscured in these pictures, this dress does have some shape to it. The fabric belt (tied however loosely) does define a waist and, when my hands are not in my pockets (ALERT: DRESS WITH POCKETS), the ensemble looks far less like a solid rectangle of black and flowers.* Thank you for indulging me. We can move on to the most obvious, most glaring, most criminal (not criminal like actually-bad-things/domestic violence/ball deflating) aspect of this ensemble: the length of this dress with these completely flat sandals. Really any heel at all would have helped, but since I spend the majority of my day sitting and wanted to break in these new (sort of trendy!) sandals, I forsook style/a sense of proportion for convenience. I hope that in the future, when confronted with the same decision, I can push myself to make a different choice, but at least for this ensemble, I chose to make it appear as if my legs had been chopped off and reattached below the knee. That is the choice I made. Anyway, dresses! Spoiler for posts to come: now that it's warm(ish), I'm going to try to wear as few pants and many dresses as possible!

Dress - Ann Taylor

Shrug - Urbane Outfitters

Sandals - Zara

*If I were of the Cher Horowitz school of visual perception, I would believe these pictures over my mirrors because, as she explains to Dionne, mirrors lie and photographs, or polariods, are a much better proxy for how the human eye perceives objects/outfits. I do not ascribe to that school. The idea that what I see when looking in a mirror isn't what others see is terrifying on an existential level and I would rather never, ever think about it.