Love at First Sight (The Rebecca Taylor Nouveau Ballet Dress)

You know that I love shopping and I love clothes in general, but every once in a while a garment comes along that calls my name like it were my other half looking to find me. When I first saw the Rebecca Taylor Nouveau Ballet dress at Bloomingdale's (now sold-out) I tried to resist its siren song because of that big price tag that was attached to it but the love only grew stronger. And when I saw it again last week, hanging lonely and in my size, truly calling my name as I had to save it from some tourist who would only buy it to toss it in a suitcase and show it home as a trophy from a foreign land, I had to come up with a plan. Because, well, I didn't have the money to come to the rescue.
What does it take to get your true love? First, drop the other lovers you were just flirting with (bye-bye Cecilia dress, bye bye Lilly Pulitzer one-shoulder dress, I can live without both of you), return whatever it is that you bought on a whim and can provide some cash (like that ATL popover that was so cheap but too big), ultimately rob a bank ((in this case my husband's bank account, which is also mine, mind you) and hope that the police will find out as late as possible so you can come up with some good excuse (like that wedding that we are planning to attend in the Caribbean this summer).

I will recit all the qualities that make you so special, that particular shade of green, the darling-but-not-so-dainty tulip print that I won't find anywhere else and will never go out of style, the fact that you fit my body like a glove, like in fact you were made for me and, most importantly, the fact that you remind me of my younger self:

You are now mine, my love and I promise I will take good care of you. I will wear you hot summer day after hot summer day day, year after year. Each spring, I will be happy to find you again in my closet. I will never forget that you exist. And if, as I grow older, you should become "inappropriate" or too small, I will lovingly put you to sleep in a plastic bag until my daughter will be old enough to bring you back to life again. Because you are timeless, like eternal love.

What do you think of the Nouveau Ballet dress? Worth the splurge?