You guys know what I’m talking about. You know about The Girl In The White Dress. You see her every once in a while, in a meadow gazing at wild flowers, walking around in the surf at the beach at sunset, counted as a Favorite Thing in a Julie Andrews’s song from a classic Rodgers and Hammerstein musical, on the cover of a contemporary romance novels, and, most often, in commercials for tampons and other feminine hygiene products.
But it’s not really that she’s just Some Girl who happens to be in a White Dress. It’s something about her that makes her The Girl In The White Dress. She’s wistful, contemplative, not the kind to open her mouth just for the sake of hearing her own voice. She’s presentable, and a little meticulous when it comes to cleanliness – she has to be, she’s in a white dress – but somehow manages to avoid being uptight about it. She’s pleasant and serene, graceful and unobtrusive. She’s classic and feminine and self-possessed. But she’s independent, and very much enjoys her time in solitude as she walks around in meadows or on the beach or through a lengthy tampon commercial that so embarrasses your father with its references to female biology and sexuality that he feels the need to excuse himself from the room because he takes being conservative and traditional and repressed to startling new heights. She’s the girl that doesn’t mind being alone because she’s always in good company that way.
The Girl in the White Dress is an attitude more than a bland description, and that’s what I played with today in my post for the Working Wardrobe. In the image I put up, I forgot to include the green tote I selected, but it’s linked underneath, so click on that link to take a look.
And click on this Girl in A White Dress, one of many Girls In White Dresses, to get to my post for today at the Working Wardrobe.


Ohh, good analysis. Agreed.
:D
I’ll always have a soft spot for the ultra femme girl in the white dress. She’s everything that I’m just….not. And don’t really want to be, but still. :)