I often have to see my tailor Monsieur Jean to make sure my garments fit me perfectly in all of my nooks and curvy crannies. But when you slip on a dress that fits you like a glove with no needed adjustments, it’s like totally appropriate, nay, mandatory, to do a happy dance.
My happy dance is a mixture of the Flashdance move & the Running Man. Continue reading “Like a Glove”