A vintage dress goes to a wedding

It didn't go on it's own, of course. I wore it. To my cousin's wedding. I didn't wear it with the crappy hair. Truth be told, I didn't actually get an outfit shot on the night so I recreated the full outfit, retrospectively, for your pleasure. And because I'm wearing shoes #58 for the first time since I started the challenge and I may not wear them again (who knows), so I HAD to get the shot! They're blue suede Schuhs. Uh, huh, huh!

Big platform? Check. Towering heel? Check. Peep toe? Check. It's looking good so far. The colour's more vibrant then either picture suggests and the suede is buttery soft. Buttery. In fact, I can't believe it's not butter. I tried rubbing them on my toast one time but it didn't taste so good. The finisher is the tres gorge metallic leather bow. Really - these shoes are absolutely cracking - they're just not that feasible as every day wear.

I probably shouldn't draw your attention to this but it kinds looks like I have really bad sock marks in this one - haha!

Here it all is, complete with the aforementioned bad hair (it's pinned back a lot these days - it's getting a bit long and I swear all the sweat from all the exercise I'm doing is giving me spots, so I'm trying to keep my hair off my face so as not to make it worse. Any spot busting tips gratefully received!) and sleepy expression.

Dress: vintage, Shoes: Schuh, tights: who knows? Necklace: Lady Luck Rules OK

I'd like to tell you that the necklace was some kind of romantic gift. In fact, let's say it was. It was to me with love from me. Isn't it cute! Plus, I can help singing along whenever I see it. "Baby I loooooove you, come on baby"