This is the swing-ticket,
and I still have the dress too. It's a white crepe Dollybird dress.
Puff sleeves covered in rows of lace, covered buttons all down the front.
I wore it with white patent Mary Jane shoes bought in Regent Place.
Totally sweet Sixties. The Sixties I'm in now, are not so totally sweet that I can get more than an arm in it. But at least I am not alone, as model Pattie Boyd says in her recent memoir that she looks at some of her Sixties dresses and they appear to have been made to fit a doll. Dolly birds.
