there was the one that took us to the wedding on the beach: silky on our skin, a loose grip on the hip, creeping higher up our thigh as the evening unfurled. ooh, or how bout the one that spent the night with us underneath a blanket of midwinter sky: stars reflecting ethereal shimmer, hugging us close, rough bits brushing our ice-nipples and sending shivers down our middle. one of our favorites was tall, dark and strong: at once classically handsome and abstractly unexpected, standing out the sexiest from the crowd of the room, ours (all ours). we didn’t really want to give any of them up, that one especially, but we did. because dresses are like men: once you’re done, you pass them on. share that shit.
there’s just one more day until the frocktail, the annual fundraising fete for juvenile diabetes research, designed to bring new loves into your life in a chic and celebratory setting. with over 120 dresses donated from some of toronto’s best closets and clothiers (we have our eye on a calla number, and we’ll fight you for it) it’s safe to say this is the most fun you’ll have whilst shopping. last year’s event yielded brasandranties a brand new dress, an almost-girlfight and a six foot six giftbag. so we’ll see you there, then?
tickets and info here