Ok so it's no secret that I have a knack for the dramatics especially when it comes to fashion and as we prepare for the trip of a lifetime to France- it was only right that I bring you my review of the latest esoteric exhibition to hit my second favorite city in the world- (next to Paris of course)- Dallas, Texas and that is Dior: From Paris to the World hosted by the Dallas Museum of Art.
Soooo first, let me give a quick little back story before we get into the gag-worthy greatness that was all this gorgeousness of haute-couture happiness. A few months ago- a mentor of mines and legend of the lingerie scene, Megan Summerville mentioned attending the installment of this very exhibition in Denver, Colorado where she re-located. She spoke to how emotive everything about this exhibit was- so much so that I knew it was a MUST SEE. One small problem though- I reside 8,124 miles away from any museum that was hosting a showing and so I knew it would only happen in my dreams. But as the saying goes- "a girl can dream can't she" and dreams become reality every single day and as I say-
WHERE THERE IS A WILL AND A PLANE TICKET HOME- THERE IS A WAY!
If I die, bury me in Dior