I did not intend to write more about my Dress Debacle. The first reason being that this blog is not supposed to be about fashion or clothing. The second reason being that I don't have the first clue about fashion or clothing.
However, I got lots of comments from you saying that you wanted to see pictures of the dress. And, if you'll remember, I am nothing if not obliging. :)
I didn't have anyone take a pic of me in my dress with my camera or my phone. Oops. This isn't going so well.
The paparazzi was out in FULL FORCE, but I guess we can't really call them the paparazzi when we know we are going to see them everywhere. It was more like the cameras at a red carpet event. (No surprises in the bra department at Target.) I imagine all of the paparazzi pictures will show up on our school website, Facebook page, yearbook, etc. But I don't have access to them yet.
So I did the next best thing.
I found my dresses online. They're from Ann Taylor Loft. And, just for the record, I did go to Nordstroms with my gift card. But I didn't like anything. It turns out I wasn't going to the prom, but the sales assistant thought I was.
Here's the original dress that I bought (and then took to the tailor's).
Just imagine this girl with blonde hair and it's practically a duplicate picture of me. I love this dress! Even though the zippered side is now messed up, I am thinking I could just stand around like her all night and be fine. I will have to try it. Maybe for Open House?
The idea of returning this to the tailor's is making me break out in hives. Any volunteers?
Dress Number Two:
What do you know? This model and I could be twins, practically! I bought that belt, too. I had no idea what shoes to wear with it, and I didn't feel like it was fancy enough. But the hubs loved it. He really pressured me into buying it. So did the sales lady. My friends that were over before the Big Event loved it, too. Just not for the auction. But they want me to wear it to school soon. With flops. Casual style.
Dress Number Three (and the one I wore to the Big Event):
Again, imagine this model with blonde hair and the resemblance is uncanny. Just for the record, the dress is longer on me. (And there was no way I was going to the tailor's to have it hemmed) I wore wedges, a shrug sweater thing, and a black bracelet. I also bought a belt to go with this one, too, but the girls just liked the tie for the Big Event. A stranger-lady in the dressing room said I looked "darling" and that I had to buy this dress.
I am not one for buying things with horizontal stripes. I saw something on "What Not to Wear" and they said What Not to Wear is Horizontal Stripes. Look at me . . . I'm a rebel. My teaching partner said I could get away with the Horizontal Stripes. So I did.
I have no idea if it worked or not, but I wore it. It was fine. Especially when one of our instructional aides showed up in jeans, a t-shirt, and a hat . . .
Would you go back to the tailor's to have him fix your dress? Would you demand your money back? Would you use him again? Or would you be afraid to go back? I don't know what to do. Waaaa.