I Feel So Reckless When I Rock My Midi Dress

The other day my partner told me, I like it when you wear dresses, because you look like you’re feeling free. “Isn’t that interesting”, I thought. I thanked him because I was a bit moved by his comment, and then started to think about how true this sentence was. I did feel more free. The air playing with my legs, how floaty and fuss-free linen feels, how flattering the right shape can make you feel… Yet, this is an extremely new feeling for me. I used to HATE dresses. They’d be like a complete no-no. Of course, when I was younger I made a statement out of my deep hatred towards dresses. Do you remember the time when everything you did, said, thought was a statement by the way? I feel you. I so not miss my teenage years. So, yeah, I’d be the girl who wears jeans and boots, because I do whatever I want and F**** off if you don’t get it. Sounds familiar?

Last summer, Mango went all out with the summer dresses and released some pretty good items that made me dream of an Italian summer I’d never even experienced.

Years went by, and the last few years I started to feel conflicted. Like I was missing out on something. I could see other women who seem to enjoy wearings dresses, skirts, shorts and there I was, with my jeans on, an angry look on my face, and sweaty legs. I don’t have the best legs. They’re sturdy and keep me moving, they’re not the strongest but I can definitely count on them. They just don’t look great. My veins are really visible and though I try and apply moisturizer, they don’t look smooth. But I do love fashion.

 

Last summer, Mango went all out with the summer dresses and released some pretty good items that made me dream of an Italian summer I’d never even experienced. I started to imagine myself in those dresses, and I could see I’d be relatively happy in them. So I bought a few, and never looked back. Oh I think it’s fair to mention I completely freaked out after my purchase and immediately bought myself some Saint Tropez self tanner because every little helps! And it wasn’t that bad. It took me a few days to ease into it of course. But it definitely made me feel good, because super comfortable which is not something I had thought about. For some reason, I was convinced any clothing item showing my legs would be a nightmare to wear. I was so wrong. Comfort really played a big part in this process. I mean, You didn’t think I was going to wear something without having the comfort factor in mind first, did you? Still, that’s what makes the biggest difference. Fashionable? Sure. Uncomfortable? no way!

I’m now the proud owner of three dresses. And I’m not mad about it! All by Mango because they really do make the best summer dresses out there in my opinion. Pictured above is the last one I got. I love it. It’s 100% linen and has a great shape. I like my dresses to be cinched in at the waist, made out of only one fabric if possible meaning all linen or cotton for example, and midi length. I find it’s the most flattering shape for me and also the most comfortable.  I don’t think I’ll ever wear a mini dress or even an above the knee one, but honestly, I don’t even care, I feel so reckless when I rock my Givenchy midi dress!

Oh also, I do feel free.

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2 thoughts on “I Feel So Reckless When I Rock My Midi Dress

  1. 3 robes \o/ j’en ai pas loin de 30 fois plus, que je garde depuis des années. Je sais que je devrais en vendre, mais j’aime trop les robes… elles ont toutes un truc différent… hâte de voir les autres ! ( pour les courtes, pour commencer l’hiver avec des collants opaques c’est un bon moyen de commencer)

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