Showing posts with label Antonio Berardi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Antonio Berardi. Show all posts

Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Greater Than the Sum(mer) of its Parts

 
I know that it is terribly impractical but with all this grey weather what I really want to do is thing about the spring/summer collections.
 
And these Antonio Berardi dresses are definitely putting me in a good mood. Particularly the bright pink ones. Gosh, you just can't be in a bad mood when you are wearing pink, can you?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
(Images via Style.com)

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Shriek!

The dress, (yes, the dress) the one that I took back is in the sale. Squeal!

Friday, 1 May 2009

The Dress Went Back

I am nigh on inconsolable. Let's go to Trafalgar's to mourn its passing.

Wednesday, 22 April 2009

Berardi on the Rocks

Dear heart. You are saddened that I haven't commented on your Berardi. Apols. I had an issue qwith the main picture which I can't fully make out becaise of my myopia. Its is veeeeery small this dress. I can't work out the neckline or the fabric. But I love that you love it and if the cut is as insane as you say then it simply HAS to be a winner in my book. When are you planning on wearing it, or will we (sigh) HAVE to nip to the Tralagar's terrace for cocktails to christen it?

If I could afford to buy this and still, you know, eat, I so would.
(Image via Style.com)

Friday, 17 April 2009

Confession


(Image via Liberty)


I fear that I have not been entirely honest with you. For while I did not put all my eggs in a Luella cocktail dress shaped basket I have put rather a lot of eggs in an Antonio Berardi dress shaped basket.

But isn't it just the most beautiful dress? The picture makes it look grey, but it is actually a simply delicious blue.

The back looks like this (not white, but I couldn't find a pic of mine from the back):

(Image via Browns)

It is quite demure and covered up but then super fitted and with the jelly that I got, BADDA BING, BADDA BOOM! Let me tell you!

I will now go ahead and justify the expense by saying:

1) It is love. Not the fleeting school girl kind but always and forever.

2) It is not a one season piece, it does not defer to a trend, it will not go out of fashion.

3) The colour goes beautifully with my skin tone.

4) The shape is insane on me.

5) I have been on the earth for thirty years and that is something that should be commemorated with a purchase.

6) It has earned me a £15 voucher at Liberty.

7) I am supporting the economy.

8) It is not so flashy, or so formal that I wouldn't be able to wear it frequently.

9) The colour lends itself to both winter and summer wear.

10) It is love. Not the fleeting school girl kind but always and forever. See?...!

11) My heart leaps in my chest every time I think of it and a big cheesy grin breaks out on my face.

So I know that I didn't heed your advice, not really, and I didn't consider not having anything to wear when it is OPT (Official Park Time) or if I did I paid it no mind, but I am emotionally fragile right now (as you know with the whole swearing at children debacle) and I think this is the perfect restorative measure. It is like the thirty year old woman's version of mummy or daddy kissing it better. Is that ok? Will you forgive me? If it makes you feel better I have absolutely no buyer's remorse, I just feel that I had to own it and now that I do I am very, very happy.