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I am short. 5ft3 to be precise.
And I don’t mind, 95% of the time I am absolutely fine with my height.
Then once or twice a year, Elie Saab comes along a rips my heart out.
For those of you who don’t know, Elie Saab is a Lebanese designer, who among other things designs the most amazing haute couture dresses.
We are talking layers and layers of organza, tulle, lace and sequins. In every colour of the rainbow.
If I could have any person dress me for life it would be him. Even if sometimes I find his ready-to-wear a little too structured, he will always blow me away two seconds later.
I only have one small problem.
Now before we get into this let me show you some of his creations.
And its nothing to do with my clothes size. Ive looked at his dresses when I was in NYC last October, they go up to real people sizes too, and the whole point of haute couture is that they are made for YOU personally.
But anyone under 5ft7 wouldn’t look right in one of his dresses. Unless you wore heels so high that you better not be expected to walk anywhere, say, a red carpet or anything. You could have it altered, but the beauty of the way it hangs, how it makes you seem to glide, that would be lost.
It wouldn’t sit right on me, even if I was a size 6.
Last week was Paris Haute Couture Fashion Week, and believe it or not I am interested in fashion, so all the blogs and websites I read daily were filled to the brim with the things my dreams are made of, and my bank account has nightmares about.
I enjoy watching the shows that are the kind of clothes that I would never be able to afford.
Or have anywhere to wear them.
I am strictly a jeans and jumper girls, who enjoys looking.
So one again, Paris Fashion Week has hit me where it hurts.
Thanks a lot Elie Saab.
The day I finally find someone who wants to spend the rest of there life with me, we are going to Elie Saab bridal. Just to look. Because each dress probably costs about the same amount of money a normal persons entire wedding costs.