This is the simplest and cheapest dress (something like $10 from Cotton On, I don't know) I own, and oddly enough, the one that gets the most compliments. Maybe it's because the purple really pops, or the free waist and hips are forgiving to most flaws.
Cotton dress - Cotton On. Lace blazer - Sportsgirl. Zip clutch - Aldo.
Peace necklace - Present from mother. Nude flats - Mimosa. Earrings - Diva.
Worn with a cute lace blazer for dinner at House on Sunday, they have the most addictive truffle fries.
You may not know this, but fun fact: I can click my heels with ease and the kind of old-fashioned flair you see on Singing in the Rain. (I can hear Dhany now in the background going "self-praise is disgrace", but really, I taught you the moves ok, buddy? I made you who you are.)
We all started clicking our heels furiously at random, but I have to say Rudi's photographed the most gracefully. Look at him, like a ballerino in flight! His face is even all calm and still like a model in a falling shot.
Good job, littlest Osman. May you and your clicking heels find the stairway to paradise (or you know, fame and shit).