I saw a dress.
It was in one of my social feeds, taunting me with her colorful, toilesque story, jet black background with reds, yellows, indigos, golds.
Now I know what happens when you click on something like that. It’s an invitation to bombard. We don’t click I AGREE after we read all the words. Nobody reads all the words.
I clicked anyway.
It was on Amazon. $11,990. Oscar de la Renta.
I exited the site, cleared my history, and spent too much time trying to find it just so I could look at it again.
Goodbye, pretty dress. Here’s looking at you. (Cause that’s wear . . . where, it ends.
Want to see it? CLICK HERE but I warn you, it’s hypnotic.