With Robyn’s help I bought myself an emerald green silk slip dress. It looked amazing against my bright red hair and it wasn’t too much... I didn’t feel comfortable with rhinestones and sequence. I’m not a girly girl, and never have been. This dress, as far as dresses go, was perfect. Robyn had even talked me into buying a thin type lace corset with a matching champagne colored thong to weat underneath. Even though my dress fell down to my feet, I felt naked in the soft thin fabric. The material seemed weightless as it floated around me with every movement, it was tapered down to my hips before is flared out below. We’d paired the dress and corset with a pair of champagne colored kitten heels, my very first pair, which were more of an open toe stiletto gracing a thin ankle strap and beaded
