I am a slave to fashion. It is unfortunate but true. High fashion really does interest me, not the waif-like figures that are surreally skinny, but the art that goes into designing these purely whimsical outfits. Outfits that no one in their right mind would wear on the street. Not I, anyways. I did, however, find these beautiful gowns and had to share them. I just love the one that looks like what a victorian lady would have worn in mourning. Or this blue gown that looks rather prim but has a to-die-for plunging backline. Maybe this flowy white dress that could be worn for a wedding. Love it, love it, love it.
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