A Whole Slew of Dresses I will Never Possess

For people who are new to my blog, I have an ongoing series called “Another Dress I Can’t Possess.” Because I live in New York City, where I can’t walk anywhere without passing window after window, each filled with beautiful clothes I can’t afford. (I live on a writer’s budget. Unfortunately, we’re not all enjoying sales like Stephen King.) This is looking in the window of the Vera Wang store in Soho. I was actually eyeing that black gown way in the back, although the black dress on the way and to the left is lovely. I like that white one too.

I was thinking though, as I walked through the East Village and then the Lower East Side, if I ever have any money to buy clothes again, there are endless, endless small dress shops, showing the works of unknown (at least to me) up and coming designers, and I should invest some time exploring them. There’s so many of them though, I would’t know where to begin.

Also, for the record, if I ever have enough money I won’t be buying a gown. I have not had the need to wear a gown since my wedding and even though I’m divorced now, and hope to marry again sometime, I do not plan to wear a gown. I plan to wear a bathing suit or perhaps shorts and a tshirt because I hope to be someplace where I can go swimming and kayaking afterwards.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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2 thoughts on “A Whole Slew of Dresses I will Never Possess

  1. Hi Stacy,
    I like the little number on the far right. I think my wife would look pretty good in it, except we don’t go anywhere that would require such attire.

    The one in the middle is cute, but strictly for the very young.

    The long, flowing black number in back looks good, although it reminds me a little of something Gloria Swanson would wear in Sunset Boulevard. And there aren’t many chaises longues anymore for her to lounge on and ask the servant to bring her a gin.

    The white one might be a keeper, but I can’t see it well enough to know for sure.

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