Ever since this summer,
when I passed a perfect Pocahontas-esque version of one in the window of a Parisian shop,
I’ve been obsessed. . .
Are you hooked?!?
To what, you must wonder, could this elusive girl (myself) be referring?
An exotic dog, a smuggled jewel, a strange but beautiful orphan child from the shores of a distant land?
Totally had you.
Fine. I’ll stop being annoying.
Jokes aside, the item to which I allude is in fact …
a real leather shift dress.