Picture this: I'm sitting on the edge of my bed wrapped in a bath towel with soggy tendrils of hair dripping water down my face. I look like Evil Samara's blonde sister. I'm already late, which just makes my brain even more frazzled and even less capable of finding something appropriate to wear. My friend/boyfriend/mother is texting me and I'm all "On my way!" but of course I'm not.
This happens to me at least once a week - I have all of these clothes but none of them seem right. So the recent discovery of this blue dress soothes my nerves. I've worn it half a dozen times already and I am yet to be faced with a situation where it wouldn't be appropriate. It works by itself, with a t-shirt underneath or over the top, with a jacket, with heels, with sneakers, blah blah blah. It works, and it's there for me in times of need. My friends/boyfriend/mother and I are thankful for it.