
I nearly named this blog post, "When I Grow Up, I Want To Be Melisa Auf der Maur". Well... once upon a time anyway, before I came to terms with the fact that my hands are too tiny to ever play bass guitar with any measure of skill beyond mediocrity.
This dress always reminds me of my grunge phase in the 90s - listening to mixed tapes with Babes In Toyland, Sonic Youth and Hole on a beaten up Sony walkman, hanging out at the stone benches outside Far East Plaza (yes, I am ashamed) and getting dressed up in babydoll dresses teamed with chunky boots, complete with heels that could have doubled up as a class 5 weapon, and badly applied lipstick (not to appear more grungey but because I was just bad at applying lipstick) - all the while wishing I was as cool as Melissa Auf der Maur, Kim Gordon and Kat Bjelland. I actually had a cream-coloured dress almost exactly like this one, except with cap sleeves and different lace.

























































