I spent part of my afternoon today searching for the perfect dress to wear to a wedding in California in a few weekends. Very exciting in theory….
I tried on at least twenty dresses. No really, 20!!! If you’re going to strip down in a dressing room under God awful fluorescent lights, you might as well keep them coming. Something’s going to stick, right?
I have a few observations about the “trying on” experience:
- Rachel Zoe- Make your stuff bigger.
- Designers in general- When your tag says size 6 (or 8, or 10, or 12, or 14, or 2), why doesn’t it fit someone of that size?
- Regular women, normally shaped women, any woman needs to fit TWO of everything in your apparel item. That means two arms, two legs, two shoulders, and two boobs (1.5 doesn't really work...well...). We won’t/can’t buy it if you accommodate only ONE of any of these things. Period!
- More than 50% of the dresses are as short as Britney Spears might have worn five years ago and I’m sure you can figure out what I’m talking about.
- Stuff always looks better on the hanger especially when the first one you see is a Size 2.
Even with the odds stacked against me, and after trying on just about everything in my size and taste, I did find a really fun, elegant and “on sale” dress.
The very best part…
I found gorgeous shoes that go perfectly (why can’t clothes be more like shoes?). I’m not one to be matchy, matchy (and they don’t) but these stilettos are tied in just enough to call attention all on their own.
How can someone ADORE shoes so much? I don’t have an answer and answers aren’t always important, are they?
Just wish the whole clothes trying on experience was a tiny bit easier!
AND, I don’t care for getting locked out of my fitting room every time I go to show someone what I have on? Pain in the rear, really!