I love living on an island. I have adapted to having limited options for last minute purchases, and I have learned that even "overnight shipping" takes a week. I know what things I can order online, and which things I need to see in person to decide on.
I have also had several disastrous lessons in online clothes shopping. So I just don't do it.
This decision has saved us a lot of time and money, and it really hasn't been a problem...... until now.
I need a dress.
This is the vision I had......
I did some pinning on Pinterest, but was too nervous to buy without trying on first..... so last week I went to the mall, and found a corner of the department store that had a few sparse racks holding cheap, fugly dresses that alternated between Matron and Hooker. There was nothing in-between. The selection was totally picked over, sizes were limited, and there were as many sequins on the floor as there were on the clothes. And the ball I'm going to is "The Black and White Ball": there were exactly 2 black dresses - neither of which was my size - and no white dresses at all.
The bridal store in the mall had gone out of business, and Forever 21 had nothing. I stood outside of Sears for a few minutes trying to work up the courage to go and look to see if they had any prom gowns left, but I just.... I couldn't. I couldn't do it.
So I got in the car, bound and determined to find something to wear. I went over to one of the fancy outdoor shopping centers and found some gorgeous gowns at BCBG but I just couldn't pull the trigger and buy one. And because I am too old and classy (shut up) to tuck the tags in, wear the dress and then return it the day after the event (never mind that the employees are friends and readers - Hi guys!) I had to put them back on the rack...... but not before Joyce snapped a few photos:
I really, really liked this black one.
I totally thought about things I could sell to pay for it.
This is INCREDIBLY comfortable and surprisingly flattering.
Definitely a dress that looks so much better ON
then it does hanging on a hanger.
This dress was about 3 sizes too small, but I loved it.
Great Gatsby, yes?
We went to 3 or 4 other stores that night, but nothing grabbed me. I left empty-handed.
C'est la vie.
I'm not giving up yet - I still have a few tricks up my sleeve......but I also have my original plan:
Catching cute mice and putting them to work.