The Maxi Dress Part 2: No one is immune
You remember how a few weeks back I was completely obsessed with maxi dresses and my friend kept giving me bunk about how they'd make me look enormous and like I was hiding something and they just didn't work on anyone but Angelina Jolie? Well, behold the e-mail I received yesterday from the same maxi-dress hater:
Subject: I have a confession
I just bought a maxi dress. I could smuggle goods back from Mexico in it—I def look like I'm hiding something. But I love it and will probably wear it all summer.
Seriously, it's a phenomenon—this season everyone I know has been weak to this garment's floaty, nightgown-like charms. I honestly don't even think they're that flattering (nor do I care)—I must own more. Today on eBay, I found three perfect specimens: a wild '70s-lady version with a gorgeous vintage print, a preppy, striped-at-the-bottom style, and this super-versatile black one, which not only can be dressed up or down but will also hide stains in case you (like me) decide to wear it too many days in a row.