This was to a Cavalli yacht party, so... maybe it's Cavalli? I don't have a credit for it, and maybe the reason for that is that it's TERRIBLE. CAPSY INDIGNANCE. Future American poet laureate John Mayer says our bodies are wonderlands. This dress makes it a treehouse of horrors.
This might have been okay, except for the niplights trained directly on me.
Okay, I can live with this. Different shoes, maybe, for the nightlife and any associated boogieing?
... I mean, it doesn't fit, but at least it's not being ravaged by a peplum.