Dear little black dress,
From the one shoulder, size 0, tight fighting version, to the strapless, body-con, size 3, to the current, lacy, long sleeve, size 5, you’ve been through it all with me LBD. You took me to my first homecoming dance freshmen year of high school, to my senior photos, to my first frat party, to my sexy frat formal. You’ve changed with my body over the years, and with my maturity level. All I want to say is thank you.
Thank you for being the perfect color for those days I was a little bloated. You never cared. You hid all my imperfections flawlessly, and showed off exactly what I wanted you to. You made my legs longer, my booty more defined, and my face the center of attention.We always got the guys staring in just the right ways.
Thank you for being perfect for both my classy silver flats to my obnoxious pink sparkly pumps. I went through many different stages of fashion, and you followed me every step of the way. You were always the perfect canvas for any color, any degree of sparkle, or any occasion. You were the one who made those chunky necklaces really pop. The one who complimented my crazy shoe collection.
Thank you for wearing me even better than I wore you.