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I got a text message on New Year's Eve from a friend who showed up to a party wearing the same dress as another friend. The matchy-matchy event was "a disaster," according to the text, which I thought was a pretty ridiculous exaggeration. Apparently I underestimated a serious matter, because some chick named Sacha Nana (really?) in Fairway created a whole Web site about it, called That'sMyDress.
So you're supposed to create a profile (like having Twitter, MySpace, Facebook, LinkedIn and Classmates accounts isn't e-fucking-nough) and then upload a picture of the dress you're wearing to an event. Then other "bizatches" -- Sacha's spelling -- won't wear the same dress. If someone does, the Internet police will show up and cart her away.

Lack of repercussions isn't all that's wrong with this idea. Who plans what they're wearing this far in advance, besides, like, brides? How do you know that everyone going to your event would consult a Web site before getting dressed? What if two girls post the same dress, anyway? And who do you think you are, Renee Zellweger? Please. You're going to Jazzoo -- not the Oscars.

Finally, there are two easier ways to prevent wearing the same dress as some other ho. One, don't buy mass-produced clothes at chain stores. My friends were wearing the same strapless, black, made-in-Indonesia dress they bought at Express, hello. Two: if you're wearing the same dress, who cares? You look better.