I swear I own clothing that isn't a 1950s shirt dress. I swear! One day I will post a picture, but for right now, this is what I'm going with. 1950s shirt dresses make me so happy, and I figure why deny myself something that makes happy? To do so would be cruel. You gotta treat yourself like a queen! Who else will if you don't?? If you don't love yourself, how the hell are you gonna love someone else?? Can I get an amen? These are the things I think to myself in my best RuPaul voice when I buy yet another dress that looks like the same dress I already own but in a different color/pattern. Justification is my forte!