Going Outside My Sartorial Comfort Zone
I saw this dress in a vintage store in Victoria, B.C. during a bachelorette weekend this spring and experienced the following thought progression:
"Cute dress! It's got that whole global/artisan thing going on."
"Oh look, it was handmade in India!"
"This dress is not my style at all. It's so ... colorful."
"But what if I just put it on my body and see how it looks?"
"Hmm ... okay, I'll try it on. Can't hurt."
<changes into dress>
"Omg, it fits kind of perfectly."
"Omg, it's only $26 CAD, which is, like, $15 USD. So, basically free."
"Okay, done deal. This not-me dress is now mine."