Yes, this dress is new, but before you get your panties in a wad, hear me out. I ordered this dress over a month ago, but it's been on back order, so I just got it this week. This is the dress I told you about that kept haunting me. I knew I would regret it forever if I didn't get it. These are the types of purchases I want to make from now on, the things I can't live without, not the $80 knit tops that are just cute. I also feel this dress was worth the money. The fabric is nice, it's completely lined, the embroidery is beautiful, and the design is unique. Based on the very few reviews that were available when I purchased this dress, I went with a size 6. I think the fit is good. If I had one complaint it would be that the chest area is a little tighter than I would prefer in this type of dress. However, I decided the chest fit didn't warrant the hassle to get my hands on a size 8.
When it came to the location for this shoot, I knew exactly where I wanted to go. My sister had texted me a picture last week of the field behind her house with the message, "Daddy has this grain growing behind my house that would be awesome for pics. Deep burnt orange color." I instantly knew that this dress would be perfect for that setting. I'm glad my sister gave me the heads up, because this is the first year my dad has grown this particular crop. It's called sorghum, and I had no idea it would look so beautiful when it matured. I thought it was miniature corn when I first saw it a couple of months back. It definitely doesn't look like corn now, with it's interesting, other-worldly seed pods.
Now, you are probably wondering how I'm able to go on my dad's land and take pictures while we are still on the outs. I'm not, or more accurately, Jerry's not. I think I can still go on my dad's land. I don't know. It's all kinda vague. I haven't talked to my dad in over a year. Jerry has met my dad once, though, and my dad did all the talking. Their conversation consisted of my dad telling him to never step foot on his land again. I guess there was nothing vague about that, but since it's been so long, I question whether that's still the case. Especially when we can't visit my sister without stepping on his land.
We decided to take our chances. Yes, dear readers, we put our lives on the line to bring these pictures to you. You're not going to get that kind of dedication from just any old blog. It's as if the universe knew we were doing wrong, because this photo shoot took twice as long as a normal one. The sun kept popping in and out, and we would have to wait long periods of time for it to go back in before we could resume taking pictures. While we were out there, I kept looking for a red dot to show up on Jerry's head, you know like in Terminator. My dad is a serious Southern redneck. There is no telling what kind of weaponry he owns. Luckily, we both got out of there in one piece and had a few good photos to show for it.
The White Stripes - Jimmy The Exploder