Deuce Coupe Darling Dress

You slip onto the worn leather seat of your steady's old hot rod with a holler of, "Let's go!" You're bound for a sock hop the next town over, and you can't wait. It's the biggest affair of the season, and you're giddy at the thought of twisting the night away in the new raspberry pink dress you've got on. There's no doubt you'll look like a real hep cat with its flared skirt twirling over your bobby socks and saddle shoes, and you just know you'll feel cool beneath its linen-blend fabric. The... More

You slip onto the worn leather seat of your steady's old hot rod with a holler of, "Let's go!" You're bound for a sock hop the next town over, and you can't wait. It's the biggest affair of the season, and you're giddy at the thought of twisting the night away in the new raspberry pink dress you've got on. There's no doubt you'll look like a real hep cat with its flared skirt twirling over your bobby socks and saddle shoes, and you just know you'll feel cool beneath its linen-blend fabric. The frock's tailored bodice, with covered buttons up the front and cap sleeves, fits you just so, and the matching sash pulls you in for figure even more glorious than Marilyn's. Your beau leans over and gives you a kiss on the cheek. "You look great, baby," they croon. "Well golly!" you think with a blush. "Guess I'll be wearing this dress out again!"