I vividly recall the first slip dress I fell in love with. I was about 19 years old and found it on the sale rack at an Anthropologie. I do not know for sure if it was the lovely cinnamon color, soft fabric, or asymmetrical hem that stole my heart, but something possessed me to buy it despite the slight tightness around my hips. I was significantly smaller then than I am today, but have always had an hourglass shape. Love certainly blinded me that day in the store, but every time I tried to wear it afterwards I could not ignore the obviously bad fit for my body type. Though that slip dress perpetually found itself returned to the closet unworn, I could not bear to part with it for years. Eventually I let it go and resolved that a slip dress was just not for me.

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