That Zara Dress

Me in the Dress

It's not quite my thing doing the Karen Cheng. Not that I'm timid or anything, in those days when I was wearing a French size 36 I would strip at the drop of a hat. But 3 sizes up and 6 years later, I wouldn't want anybody to lose their appetite at the sight of me.

Dress w/o me in it

Still, I risk pissing off a few friends if I didn't show them my new dress from Zara. So after some consideration I decided to go ahead with it, and can only hope that you have not visited the blog just before or after a meal.

arrghh

And pardon me for not tidying up the room before the shoot. It's too much of a hassle and I've got other more important things to deal with - like filing my taxes.

Meanwhile I had some fun playing with the contrast thingy, thought one of the photos made me look like I belonged to another époque. Now if I could turn back the bathroom scale reading to 6 years ago...