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Posted by Dain, Wednesday, May 11, 2005 12:14 AM (Eastern)
RIGHT Goddamn, doesn't that look like a giant, walking orchid to you? And yet, it doesn't. It also just looks like a pretty dress. But it's perfectly evocative of a giant, showy flower, without sacrificing its clothes-ness. (Whatever that means.)
LEFT Hmm... I really like the boudoir feeling about this dress. A silky sheath of satin, overlaid with sheer black, some sort of gold medallion over the stomach, reaching some sort of pelvic culmination at the crotch (giftwrapped with a bow, even), before billowing open like a robe.
RIGHT Wow, isn't that amazing? It must be awkward to walk around in, but that's just magical. It looks as if some violent watercolor were draped onto her body.
LEFT I think this is just lovely. It seems like a gorgeous but ordinary enough dress, exquisite tailoring and all that, in a lovely color. But then, turn to the back, not only for a plunging back, but that surprising blue hem!
RIGHT Oh... I think this dress is spectacular. The color, the satin, the embellishments... how it's so form-flattering and billowy at the same time. The material and the color make it soft, but the shape is so constructed. She looks like a walking flicker o' flames.
LEFT How cool is that? Now there's a ball gown. How can a single piece have so much going on (sleeveless, gathered bust, sheerness, velvet bows, pewter embroidery, chiffonic extravagances in gathers and poufs and layers, and most likely, a train), and yet still seem austere?
RIGHT I love the orange (it's really a very special sort of orange, don't you think?), the regal draping (even down to a cape), with a bit of tongue-in-cheek asymmetry.
LEFT Flamenco, done ballroom style. Gorgeous, from the dense, decadent bodice (rather resembles a breastplate, don't you think?), exploding into scarlet silk, which looks precariously wrinkled but is actually stiff with structure (and then you realize it's something like a glorified apron over a gold-embroidered gown), then the waves of embellished petticoats coming to life below, and, if that weren't enough, topped with bows.
All pictures courtesy of www.style.com.
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