Jasmeet Wears Dresses

A few months ago in the winter, I was laying on my back on the floor, feeling particularly sad. 

My friend asked me - what's something that makes you happy? I laid there on the floor, and the only answer that popped into my head was: my dresses. 

They made me feel beautiful. They made me feel confident. They made me feel like I was playing a part in a whimsical world where something wonderful could happen at any moment. They made me feel like the kind of professional, dazzling woman I wanted to be in my teens that I never thought was ever possible for me. 

A few weeks after moving to Los Angeles at the end of 2012, I was invited to my first "Hollywood" party. I panicked that I didn't pack any dressy clothes in the move, so went to H&M and bought this dress for $30. The party was held in a place on Sunset Blvd. A really drunk lady grabbed me in the bathroom and asked me if the dress was Chanel. I met and told a production designer why I had come to Los Angeles, who then pointed a finger at me and said "don't fuck it up." I walked home that night and saw the Chateau Marmont sparkle above me.

One night in the winter, I dreamed of a yellow dress.