We've alluded to our custom-tailored dresses from Hoi An a couple of times, and this post will talk about the dresses as well as their big debut in Saigon.
Here are some photos from one of our many fittings at Yaly's, probably the best-known and spendiest custom tailor in Hoi An (go big or go home!):
I'm with Hanna, one of the women who work at Yaly's. She was amazing, giving me encouraging pats and shoving me into dressing rooms to try things on.
Eriola also got to try on her dream dress, which she would linger over lovingly every time she was in Yaly's. Apparently a woman with near-identical measurements had ordered one in black before leaving for Australia and they wanted to fit it better before sending it.
In Saigon, we took our dresses out for a spin! We hadn't been doing out much and this was a real occasion. We went to a fancier hotel bar named Saigon Saigon. Killer view, western cuisine... it was the kind that attracts mature white gentlemen and their Vietnamese girlfriends.
E remarked, "I think we are the only self-financing women in this bar!"
A custom dress deserves a big martini, and the big martini
led to two more, and pretty soon I'd crumbled to E's insistence that I sing on stage with the cover band. The first few chords of Under the Bridge drifted through the bar, and up I went to sing/butcher the song.
(Video of this unfortunate event will be posted tomorrow morning due to popular demand.)
Parting shot: tipsy and sweaty on our walk home!
Amazing. I am thrilled and can't wait to see this video. Well played, sister!
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