That Which We Call a Dress

What's in a name? By any other name, you, dear dress, would be just as sweet. Nary a soul can deny thy fairer qualities - thy print of pink and blue roses on a bed of green leaves, thy breezy lightweight cotton, thy hidden back zipper - and none can refuse thy claim to beauty. Our hearts will not love until we wear you, fair frock, with star-crossed flats, a crocheted capelette, and a floral medallion.

What's in a name? By any other name, you, dear dress, would be just as sweet. Nary a soul can deny thy fairer qualities - thy print of pink and blue roses on a bed of green leaves, thy breezy lightweight cotton, thy hidden back zipper - and none can refuse thy claim to beauty. Our hearts will not love until we wear you, fair frock, with star-crossed flats, a crocheted capelette, and a floral medallion.