I have a day wedding to attend on Sunday, and I want to wear a dress that will suit the occasion, the time of day and the season. During my lunch hour the other day, I layed out all of my finest clothing to see what I already own which could possibly do double justice for my friend's wedding and me. Would you just guess what? Of all the skirts and jackets and the dozen dresses I own, I didn't own the dress, and I think a wedding, even a day wedding, calls for a special dress. So, SHOPPIN' I DID GO!
As I was trying on a dozen dresses, I had to acknowlege that my M&M fetish isn't really my friend. Nor is my penchant for Lay's Mesquite BBQ chips doing me any favors. No wonder, Moto Moto's song (really it's Will I Am's song) from Madagascar 2 kept rolling through the dressing room (or was that really only playing in my head?) Which song you ask? This song ...
Crap, even though the dress shopping experience got me back on calorie counting board, I will never look as good in the dress I bought as does the chick who is modeling it online. Yep, she's more beautiful than I ever was or ever will be, and I totally hate her for it and I hate the price of the dress. But, I still loved the dress enough to buy it.
Alright all freaking ready, stop looking at that beautiful girl with the freaking perfect everything, and look at that beautiful Prussian Blue nubby tweed dress from Antonio Melani's Glitz and Glamour collection. It was so over my budget, but it is so now in my closet and will so be going with me to my friend's wedding! I soooo love it.
Hmmm ... now all I have to do is find shoes, earrings and a bracelet, and count calories until I'm dead. Yeah yeah the dress I bought fits, but my mental picture of me no longer fits with reality. It's back to scribbling in my little notebook, eating on purpose and neglecting the snack and candy aisles. Woe ... and Woah!
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Forget the lady in the picture, she's airbrushed and not real. You are real and will be a knockout. Post a picture of your hotness.
ReplyDeleteHeck... what's with the "will be a knockout" stuff, Coffypot... she IS a knockout... she'll "just" be spectacularly dressed at the wedding.
ReplyDeleteAwww ... please excuse me while I blush from head to toe. You guys are sweethearts!
ReplyDeleteIt's a woman thing, always comparing ourselves to other women. If we all looked the same, not only would it be confusing, it would be awfully boring!
ReplyDelete@Cinette -- so true ;) I'm only slightly jealous, that I didn't get the perfect complexion, smile and hair. LOL.
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