Holy Grails
Jun. 12th, 2012 03:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jeanvieveSo I had an extra $143 on my Macy's card somehow, I think from paying off a Feb. bill twice. It sat there at -$143 for a couple months while I waited to see if it was a mistake. But it apparently was not.
Priority wise, I really wanted some cute flat sandals for summer. The perfect summer sandal is like a holy grail, akin to Boot Quest but trickier. Too strappy and heeled, and it feels like my foot is being forced through a ricer. Too comfortable and it looks like mom would wear them. Shoes should be foot jewelry, sex, right? I found a couple pair in the sale rack, and if I bought both they were 20% off and came to under $100. I own them.
But I also went on my first ever cruise this February, and fell deeply in love with the whole "I can sit in a piano bar every night, sing along, and look at the ocean while tuxedo clad men bring me drinks" lifestyle. I plan to do one every other year if I can, possibly starting Christmas out of New Orleans. (ps - wanna come?)
Anyway. There was formal night on the cruise, and I realized I really don't own anything truly formal in modern clothing. I looked around in my plain purple velvet dress, and saw glitter and lace and gowns that I never owned. But why not, I suddenly wondered. I hadn't tried anything like that on since losing 100 lbs. So I wandered back to the Woman's area, where they had a discount rack. (My price range - since I didn't have that much on the card.)
I tried on a lot. I discovered that having size 18-20 ta tas and size 14 waist isn't something they sew off the rack for the most part. Not to mention a really long waist. But all those pretty fluttery dresses? The ruching/gathers up the front that used to look so awful? I looked... good! I mean, not great, but I'd dance with me! And I sat down at cried for a moment in a pile of tulle and tissue, in a combination of joy for finally feeling I might be pretty and frustrated sadness for all the years I never dared even try on pretty dresses because they never came in my size.
And I found one that's really close. Maybe an inch or two at the waist and hips, and it'll be perfect. I paid $55 and brought it home to hang up. I keep crying when I think about it there in my closet.
I may be a touch hormonal today.
Priority wise, I really wanted some cute flat sandals for summer. The perfect summer sandal is like a holy grail, akin to Boot Quest but trickier. Too strappy and heeled, and it feels like my foot is being forced through a ricer. Too comfortable and it looks like mom would wear them. Shoes should be foot jewelry, sex, right? I found a couple pair in the sale rack, and if I bought both they were 20% off and came to under $100. I own them.
But I also went on my first ever cruise this February, and fell deeply in love with the whole "I can sit in a piano bar every night, sing along, and look at the ocean while tuxedo clad men bring me drinks" lifestyle. I plan to do one every other year if I can, possibly starting Christmas out of New Orleans. (ps - wanna come?)
Anyway. There was formal night on the cruise, and I realized I really don't own anything truly formal in modern clothing. I looked around in my plain purple velvet dress, and saw glitter and lace and gowns that I never owned. But why not, I suddenly wondered. I hadn't tried anything like that on since losing 100 lbs. So I wandered back to the Woman's area, where they had a discount rack. (My price range - since I didn't have that much on the card.)
I tried on a lot. I discovered that having size 18-20 ta tas and size 14 waist isn't something they sew off the rack for the most part. Not to mention a really long waist. But all those pretty fluttery dresses? The ruching/gathers up the front that used to look so awful? I looked... good! I mean, not great, but I'd dance with me! And I sat down at cried for a moment in a pile of tulle and tissue, in a combination of joy for finally feeling I might be pretty and frustrated sadness for all the years I never dared even try on pretty dresses because they never came in my size.
And I found one that's really close. Maybe an inch or two at the waist and hips, and it'll be perfect. I paid $55 and brought it home to hang up. I keep crying when I think about it there in my closet.
I may be a touch hormonal today.
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Date: 2012-06-12 11:38 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-06-13 12:02 am (UTC)Maybe it's time to go clothes shopping again. :)
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Date: 2012-06-13 12:06 am (UTC)I loved my first cruise, went on the second with my Lady. I'm almost ready for another one.
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Date: 2012-06-13 05:32 am (UTC)Sorry in advance if that's not polite of me.
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