Dress A Day, Day 17: Prayer

Saturday, May 22

Another French dress given to me by Julie Criniere before her move to Israel. As soon as I put it on in the waning light of this Saturday evening, I knew I had to paint my eyes with eyeshadow and sprinkle the floor with petals. It is so delicate, with a sheer floral top that floats over the fitted satin slip: as innocent and sexual as a flower in full bloom... me too, please. It's the kind of dress I would think to wear to a ceremony such as a wedding or a holiday, and that is what this dance is. Or rather, it is a prayer.