God help me, but I do love a theme. So much so that at some point in my meticulous, weeks-long Vegas wardrobe planning, my brain went into leitmotif overdrive and decreed that my packing list of exclusively teeny dresses be only red, white or blue. I don’t know who I was planning on amusing, other than maybe myself, given that my cunning idea could only ever been seen in all its glory afterwards, triptych-style. Entertained?
Oh sod off, I happen to think this is a more than adequate manoeuvre to earn me a visa.
RED – Dress, ASOS (similar here), Bag, Chanel
BLUE – Dress, Topshop (similar here)
Shoes throughout, Office (highly unimaginative to wear the same pair every night, I know, but I needed heels that weren’t going to fail me even when my motor skills did. Similar here).