And Who Am I? I'll Never Fug
Poor T. Mom:
Her stylist haaaaaaates her and/or has her confused with some other Taylor -- one who is old enough to vote. Elizabeth Taylor, perhaps, as she appears to be dressing her like an oft-married film star with fake hair. (PS: That is NOT her left nipple poking out of her dress, just in case you were worried. It's a stray bit of tulle from the flowers on the bodice. THANK GOD.)
On the whole, I think this dress is rather pretty. It's just...a lot. A lot for a FIFTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL. I know we're always squawking about how young she is, but think back to when you were fifteen. Fifteen is rather young for this much cleavage. My mother would have screamed if I'd tried to wear this at 15, and then shoved me back into the house and wrestled me into a cardigan. And on the other side of the coin, in addition to being so low cut, it's so LONG. Wouldn't a high school sophomore be better served in a cute, short, kicky cocktail-length dress that had a bit more coverage upstairs? Why doesn't anyone just ASK ME THESE THINGS?
On the whole, I think this dress is rather pretty. It's just...a lot. A lot for a FIFTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL. I know we're always squawking about how young she is, but think back to when you were fifteen. Fifteen is rather young for this much cleavage. My mother would have screamed if I'd tried to wear this at 15, and then shoved me back into the house and wrestled me into a cardigan. And on the other side of the coin, in addition to being so low cut, it's so LONG. Wouldn't a high school sophomore be better served in a cute, short, kicky cocktail-length dress that had a bit more coverage upstairs? Why doesn't anyone just ASK ME THESE THINGS?
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