The White Dress (But Not That One!)

I find it very hard to wear white. It always reminds me of the scene in Sex and the City 2 with Charlotte in her white vintage Valentino skirt, her daughters’ red handprints planted on her backside. Since then, I have had a fear of my own kids’ dirty, sticky hands going directly for any of my white dresses.

I rarely go wrong when picking a flowy Hoss Intropia dress. But I could only ever see myself wearing white for a specific occasion, never just for lounging around at home. And this dress was exceptional – a perfect combination of feminine and comfortable. It was one of those dresses that I got happy just looking at.

So many of the Hoss Intropia styles fit my figure; in fact, a good fit is the quality that keeps me going back to most designers. And as for this particular brand, time after time I found that they delivered quality, uniqueness and a flattering fit. So I kept going back.

I knew that I would only be wearing this for special occasions, so I was happy that it wasn’t absurdly expensive. Any designer that can deliver a long-lasting, quality piece with a timeless design becomes a favorite in my closet.

For the first ten years of our relationship, my husband and I routinely found reasons to create special moments with our family and friends, sometimes even making up an occasion just to get together. So this belated wedding was one more excuse to get people together. 

I was excited about the dinner the night before. Friends had flown into Copenhagen from all over the world. And this particular night was about that, and not about the wedding that was taking place the next day. Never mind that we had all just spent the day together on a city tour, and never mind that our family were moving to Brazil three days later. These friends had shown up to celebrate us, and for our weeding weekend, we were celebrating them, too.

Aside from having amazing parents, I have collected a beautiful group of friends who have shaped me through the years, and they were there. One of the greatest acts of love I felt was my dad’s best friend being there. My father had died the year before; it was the biggest loss I had experienced to date, and it left a hole in our special day.

But sharing this beautiful evening with our close friends, paired with this ethereal and sheer white dress, made me feel happy and enabled me to look past what wasn’t there and appreciate what was.  

Contrary to my original expectations, it so happened that our time in Brazil offered more than one occasion for this dress to make an appearance … as well as my husband’s tux. And it was fun being able to dress this up for black tie events.

But now I am looking forward to days ahead where I can just throw this dress on with a pair of sandals and hang with friends. I love when you can dress a piece like this up and down. So versatile!