I think the last time I had worn taffeta was as a little girl: a poofy skirted dress that always impelled me to twirl around and around pretending I was a ballerina. But then my eyes beheld a beautiful sight one day and I realized that I just HAD to have something in that...
...after doing some quick calculations, I realized that all of my "great deals" that I had purchased over the past two years totaled up to an amount that could have purchased several Baedeker dresses...ouch!
Ivey Abitz has come to my wardrobe rescue. I can choose designs in the fabrics and colors that work well for me so I can mix-and-match to my heart's content.
I will admit that chasing kids around in stiletto-heeled shoes and a pencil skirt is not only impracticable, but downright dangerous. But who says that motherhood must be unglamorous?