Yeah...it's a pun. If you've read my blog more than say, twice... you know that I love me a sack dress. I think that it's a silhouette that scares a lot of bigger gals but for me, it's kinda flawless. It's not just the ease of the sack dress or the comfort, there's something in thumbing my nose to social conventions that dictate that I should cinch my waste that just gives me the cheekiest kind of joy (hence - "I'll Have Nun of That". (p.s. they look amazing)

Re the "nun" pun (giggle) - this dress really does remind me of Sister Mary Clarence, or her wicked sister that stole this car and from the rectory and headed off to Manhattan. Where, obviously she found a pair of spiked Litas after mixing with the "wrong" crowd.

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