More than one woman at work seems to be ignoring the “no sleeveless dresses” rule (J looked *so* cute in her blue sundress today—we’re in an escalating spiral of “No, you’re cute!” that can only end in mutually assured destruction), so—scooter dresses, baby! I went on a binge a few years ago, so I can wear one a week for a little while.
And try not to succumb to the inevitable “I wish I’d bought more of them in natural fibres…” pangs. That happens every summer. But I will wear the one pictured! I love that dress.
