I thought I should start my blogging venture with a "Who Wore It Better." Cliche, you say? Wait until I finish, Please. This "Who Wore It Better" is different because I am fundamentally invested in its outcome. It's a real competition because when I proclaim my love of fashion to you I don't just do it in vein. I mean it in the deepest way possible. How to prove it? I am putting myself up with Olivia Palermo. Juxtaposing my picture next to hers is the definition of bravery.
We are both wearing the same dress by Rebecca Taylor (although she probably got hers for free, while I got mine on sale). And to point out the obvious, her dress is white and mine is fuchsia.
Since my shoes are not visible in the picture, it's not really a fair "competition." A draw? Here is my thoughts: I wore silver sandals and a black clutch with a huge bow. My outfit was simple. But I didn't really like the shoes. I'll probably go with simple black pumps next time. Ms. Palermo's outfit, on the other hand, is entirely visible from the picture. However, I didn't like the black tights and the black shoes AND the black clutch combo. It just seems too severe to wear with such a dainty dress. I'll change the clutch to a metallic one. Or lose the tights.
Aside from the judging, I was practically giddy with excitement when I saw the picture of Olivia in the dress that I own. I don't watch the Hill or the City or the Hill2City or whatever she is on. But I read ELLE and know she is a bona fide fashionista. So it was great to know that the dress that I chose to wear on my 21st birthday last year was fitting enough for her to wear to a red carpet event.
However old that picture of Olivia Palermo is, which really doesn't matter, she was totally trending. And so was I.
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