Coat? Vintage, thrifted Dress? Victor Costa, thrifted (yes, I have a very similar one that is vintage... ) Shoes? I.D. Browns Clutch? Thrifted Bracelets? The Ex
'Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the house,
Jentine was running,
With pins in her mouth.
Meh. That was not my best poetic effort, and the fact that I referred to myself in the third person makes me lose respect for Jentine but, you get the point. At 8 o'clock on Christmas Eve, I decided that I really needed to wear this dress on Christmas Day. Nothing else would do. The dress needed some minor tweaks and then, what started out as a pinch taken in under the bust, turned into some full-fledged alterations. And that is the story of how Santa and I were both working hard on Christmas Eve. Except he got milk and cookies and this reindeer with a red nose to take him around...