I would like to don this frock, put my hair in ringlets, and swan around a party with a martini in my hand. There would be lots of dapper gents in suits, with impeccable manners and silver tie-pins. There would be other ladies in equally lovely 50s dresses and beautiful hair.
There would be a live band with a crooner belting out old tunes in a mellow voice. There would be dancing. There would be hors d’oeuvres. Especially devilled eggs (not cool, I know, but man they’re tasty).
We would talk and laugh into the wee hours, and the stars would shine above us in the balmy night.
Anyone got a time machine for me? Or a spot as an extra on Mad Men?
This little pretty can be found at Bohemian Bisoux Vintage.