That’s right people — I suffer from it! A very serious nearly crippling condition indeed. Every morning on my train and walk to work (another issue I can complain about at a later date), I seriously give the death stare to any girl in a five block radius that is wearing a dress that I.W.A.N.T. My condition especially peaks when it comes to florals. Even a blind person (too harsh?!) knows that I love my florals, and I get particularly green with envy when I see a girl in a floral frock that looks like it could have belonged to my grandmother AKA it should be MINE.

Really, there is no cure to this disease (except for maybe purchasing all 17 dresses that I have in my ASOS “save for later” cart) — but alas, this blog has yet to reach its fiscal potential and instead, I provide below a few dresses that I am seriously crunching hard on:

*subliminal messaging* *buy them all for me!*