Thursday, 22 October 2009

All That Jazz

(Image via French Connection)

Is this dress terrifically wanton and sexy and louche and debauched and suggestive of a hedonistic life lived in smoky Parisian jazz cafes spent singing huskily while draped over a piano, a gardenia ensconced behind one ear?

Or is it the Vegas version of that? You know, boobs on a plate with too much spangle?

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