I hope I didn't hype this shirt up all too much, but ahem, (gracious various hand movements and bowing) I give you the Christian Dior shirt that I found for (brace yourselves) $10! It's the most unbelievable sea foam green silk shirt, so you can imagine my disappointment that these photos come no where near bringing it justice.
That said though, I am still utterly enamored with the item, will probably dote on it for the next few days and have already planned out more outfit play dates for it, most notable being a full white, high-waisted skirt for more of a "Mad Men" retro feel.
This particular outfit though was all about the shirt, hence a little on the simplistic side with skinny jeans and heels. Basically, I wanted the shirt to do all the talking, what can I say?
And in the meantime, my little Dior darling is hanging up next to my one and only Oscar de la Renta steal of a shirt ($7 from the same thrift store!) so they can be snooty designer clothes together, whispering Italian and French things. You know, basically making the rest of my wardrobe feel inferior.
Does anyone else do this? Anthropomorphize their clothes? Or is that me filling the void of imaginary friends of yesteryear?