My jaw just dropped a bit. Juuuuuuust enough to drool out of. A drool usually only used to describe my love for patterned tights and Jean Kelly.
Doesn't this dress look like it came straight out of a Gustav Klimt painting???
(Oh, HOW I WISH I knew where it came from. Dudes, cite your photos!!!)
(photo via Ruffles, Bows, and Pleats)