First real challenge! And an inspiring tale from the past...
The first challenge has arisen! And it's a doozie (I'm not sure how you spell that, or if people other than my grandparents still use that word).
I have a formal. Yes, that is right, cocktail attire required event in two weeks. Now, as a matter of nostalgia I do still have my senior prom dress hanging in my closet. A 50's style vintage number made of raw silk that cost me $8 and flabbergasted my friends at my fancy high school. Yes, that's right, even 10 years ago I was haunting the thrift stores. There was one in particular that I would frequent, as they also took consignments. They had an entire wall of "vintage" items that provided wardrobe treasures I continue to preserve. One of these treasures was my prom dress. I had found it one day while patiently perusing the aisles of the store. It was maroon, 100% raw silk, square neckline and full-circle tea length skirt. And it was way too big. Plus, I went to a high school where the doctor's kids lived on the "poor side" of town, so anything less than $100 for a prom dress was fashion blasphemy. So I left it on the rack, and probably bought something much less forward- like a scarf or quirky t-shirt. The next time I came back, it was still there. And the next time. And I kept coming back to it, staring at it and feeling the fabric, wishing I had some reason to buy this dress. And then one day it was gone. I mildly panicked. I rushed around the store to search the other aisles, feeling more and more morose as I failed to locate it among the other fancy dresses. Finally, I glimpsed it in the clearance section of the store. Yes folks, this thrift store had a clearance row (a frugal girl's DREAM). Nothing had changed about the dress, no rips tears or stains. I was so relieved when I found it that I decided to buy it. Even though it didn't fit. Even though I had no place to wear it. Peace of mind is worth AT LEAST $8. When I got home with the dress, there was no way to sneak it past my parents. My stepmother looked it over, and then suggested she alter the size so I could I wear it to prom. In true teenager fashion, I refused simply because she suggested it. Go me. But I loved the dress so eventually I relented. As a result, I had a completely unique, personally fitted, awesome prom dress. And my date wore tails and spats so we looked superb.
When I find the picture, I will post.
So that was a REALLY LONG aside. I still love that dress. However, I no longer have the body of a 17 year old and really don't have the time to re-alter the dress so I'm off again for the search. I guess I'm also on the search for a good dry cleaner ;-)
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