So many slammin NYE looks out there from my fellow plus size bloggers. This particular one from Flight of the Fat Girl had me choking. I thought I might go a little Old Hollywood myself with some glitz and fur but I just wasn’t feeling it. What I ended up with was (typical) a harder-edged look that had me wanting to party like it’s 2099.
Spikes, chains and metallics felt pretty fitting, turning this into a sort of post-apocalyptic NYE look where clearly I am one of the few people who can still afford to dress well and am probably totally fucking evil but whatev. I’m thinking this just happened because the bitter cold tends to make it hard to feel all magical and romantic, at least for me. But before I let you go, here is a softer take on this look.
This Eloquii dress is life. Sweet artificial cyborg life.