|Dress: Lindy Bop via Bogaloo, Belt: Vero Moda, Tub: Victorian Plumbing.|
So we're in our new flat, which I shall henceforth refer to as the Epic Construction Site. All the bathroom stuff got delivered the day before, and as a result we had a bathtub sitting in one of the bedrooms. I guess it was my own fault for asking Victor to take my outfit photos... You could practically see the lightbulb switch itself on over his head when he yelled, "I know! Get in the tub! And hold this!"
So here I am, making like the ferryman at the River Styx. If you've never seen a "naked" bathtub before, let me tell you, standing in one is a scary, wobbly experience! There's only a small square - where I'm standing - that actually sits on the floor, so if I stepped anywhere else, the whole tub would tilt. I was terrified of breaking it, so Victor had to steady the tub with one hand and help me into it with the other the way nice ladies used to get helped into boats back in the day. But these pictures crack me up, so it was well worth it!
This dress, by the way, was Victor's birthday present to me. It's extra special because we got it at a shop that's run by one of my oldest friends. We've literally known each other since kindergarten - in fact, she once threw a bread-roll at my head in a fit of rage when we were in school, because we wound up going to the same school, too! I'm a huge believer in supporting your friends when they do something cool, it's just not often that I find anything that I like or think I can get away with in her store, because it's got such a 1950's vibe, you know? But this dress called to me from the sale rail - it was the last one she had, and it fit me perfectly, so clearly, this was kismet. (Also, Victor had completely failed to find me a birthday present over a month earlier, so he eagerly jumped in and paid for it. There is also something... fateful about a lovely man with a guilty conscience - he basically wasn't gonna let us leave the shop without buying something!)