A violinist had a violin, a painter his palette. All I had was myself. I was the instrument that I must care for.
I call this my “big red” because I get nothing but stares when I walk into a room with this dress on! It’s got that transitional look from the understated collar, the half checkered shoulders to the little intimate split with the button detailing. The fabric is very forgiving and this vibrant color of red is wonderful!
I used filters in a couple of the pictures because I love the contrasting look. Tell me, what do you think?
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