You were standing weating a simple, elegantly cut, straight-up-and-down dress of the world's best unbleached, undyed cotton. Simple. Then something changed and under that was a Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty ball gown which you were now wearing. It had a half sphere skirt with bows and bright colors.

I didn't get how the hoop skirt had fit under the shift, but I didn't worry about it since I was happy both ways--a lot inside.