I got this Thakoon silk dress a few years ago. In a massive departure from my usual approach to seeking sartorial goodies, it was not on sale, thrifted, Ebayed, or arrived upon in any other treasure-hunted, bargain friendly way. I ordered it right from the design house after seeing it online, so great was my need to have this dress. It is probably my favourite thing in my closet, I love it so. And yes, it needs to be steamed, but not as much as you might think. That sort of draped, gift wrapped appearance is actually on purpose.
I love that it looks like that one awkwardly-shaped Christmas package that you just have to sort of drape the wrapping paper around (It's a bread machine! No, wait...an automatic pancake maker!) The wrapping paper just happens to be silk taffeta in this instance.
I think it spoke to me so much because it seems to be a kind of a juxtaposition of something that is a bit undone made up in a fancy-schmancy fabrication and using some pretty slick dressmaking techniques.
It's super fun to wear. Super. Fun. A little red lipstick is all that is required, as the dress has such funky lines, I don't bother accessorising a lot. And you know what else? The really, really great thing? Backless butt bow!
I have been waiting my entire life to have the occasion to write the words backless butt bow in print, and that moment has finally arrived. Where to go from here? I feel a bit lost, actually.
Baby Got Back. And Bow.