Hello everyone, my name is Larissa and I am a dressaholic.
Nothing quite gets me like the rush of garnishing myself with a pulchritudinous dress. There is a welling deep inside of me that just knows that my closet is the place this luxurious, lavish piece of fabric has been longing to call home, that just knows that my body is the perfect hanger to drape itself upon. When I am having a downer day, I am perked up just thinking about what I will adorn myself with come Sunday. Each of these little lovelies is like unto a child to me.
Therefore, I have.... an addiction, if you will.
The first step is admitting you have a problem....and I have 70 problems to be exact.
That's right - I own 70 dresses. My name is Larissa and I am a dressaholic and I will never hang my head in shame, but I will hang my dresses in bliss. (after all, I get most of them on ebay for only $5-$15 dollars brand new with tags!)