That I-Rep-263-For-Life DVF Dress

I stayed up all night participating in a fashion-related discussion on Twitter with some of my fellow Zimbabweans. I had chatted to Shona Vixen for close to three hours on the phone earlier in the night so I was already on a high. It had been so long since I'd had a good chat about life in general, fashion blogging and on a number of dicey individuals who call themselves fashion designers. I guess it had been ages since I voiced my opinions fearing no judgement. ['Ooooosa' moment] By the time Shona and I said our goodbyes I was haaaaaa-eye on laughter, sheer happiness and copious amounts of the finest Earl Grey my money these days can buy. I felt so good after our girly chat. Felt good in my core and just had to put on some old school jams from the 90s that made my knees weak and danced. There was absolutely no way I was going to go to bed and miss out on the first Twitter discussion about the development of Zimbabwe's fashion industry. No way.

The discussion was really uplifting. It was the first time a number of Twimbos had ever 'talked' so the discussion flowed and felt like although everyone was coming from different industries but we had the same passion - for there to be great change. I excused myself as things were winding down just after 6am Melbourne time. After all, I had brunch with friends at 11am.

I slept through all the calls, texts and irritating Whatsapp alerts from the girls. I woke up well after 1pm feeling rather foolish about the Twitter all-nighter and switched off my phone for the rest of the afternoon. Didn't need the panic stricken calls from one girlfriend in particular asking if I was still homesick and thats why I didn't turn up to brunch. Didn't need a text from another who would want to come round and hang out till dinner. So, I just put on my favourite dress, known as The Zimbabwe Leaf Dress, and took myself to late lunch. This is what I wore today.

A few years ago, I spotted the dress in the Nottinghill DVF store but I didn't have the money to buy it. I declined to put it on hold for a few days because I knew there was no way I could afford it. It also come in red but had quickly sold out. I walked away gutted. A couple of weeks later, I got a call from the shop confirming my size. Mr Man had managed to track down the last one which happened to be in my size. That Mr Man was (or is) a bloody good man.

 Dress - Diane Von Furstenberg's Zimbabwe Leaf Dress
Flats - Country Road
Bag - Hermes

Scarf - Hermes

Sunglasses - Alain Mikli

Jewellery - EA Drew and BVLGARI

 

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