As my birthday present (well, one of them. So, plural), my then partner and now husband took me to a Dior Exhibition in National Gallery of Victoria. Knowing that his girlfriend came from a fashion background with mum as a fashion designer and business owner, being he knew that being enslaved to my studies didn't get me much fashion exposure. So he reckoned, "why not take her to a fashion exhibition, and she loves Dior!".
And there we went.
It was a fashion house. NGV that day was a fashion house of beautiful beautiful gowns and dresses that I couldn't stop admiring over. Classic Dior was unbeatable, timeless.
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