Yes, magical dress moments. Like when you are shopping for your wedding dress and your eye catches one and you know nothing else will compare and that this is THE ONE, that is a magical dress moment. Not all people have this moment I guess when looking for something as important as their wedding dress, well at least according to that one show on TLC, "Say Yes to the Dress." For me, I didn't have that kind of budget to be shopping somewhere like that, but I did go to a boutique and not a David's Bridal type place. When we walked in, me and my mom, I saw this one dress and it caught my eye and I loved it, in fact, saying I loved it almost seems like an understatement. I knew this dress was THE dress, but was a little deflated when my mom and I looked at the price tag and it was almost double our modest budget. Of course that doesn't stop the sales attendant, she's not stupid... she had me try that dress on first. My mother and I both loved it and for us to agree on something is rare. No other dress I tried on compared and in the end, my mother knew I had to have that dress and she agreed to pay the discussed amount and I would pay her back the difference. My dream came true though and I got the dress that I had a magical moment with.
Today I had another magical moment with a dress, a cocktail dress that I wanted to wear to my husband's company Christmas party. I knew before I tried it on that no other dress in that store was right for me and even though I couldn't zip it up, I bought it anyway... thinking maybe that it was just because I was reluctant to ask for help zipping it up and that once I got home and had my husband's help all would be ok. I would have had no other qualms about it either, except it was a petite. A cleverly placed petite dress among the women's section, taunting me. I even considered trying the next size up, but they were out. When I got home, my husband could not zip up the dress and told me I needed to take it back. I couldn't just give up the dress, not this dress. It was black and short, I saw it in my future going to wedding and funerals and more parties... it was my "little black dress" that I had waited so long for. I called another store nearby and they had the next size up, still petite, but I had them hold it. Well, I struggled, but was able to get it zipped up mostly without help so I got it and took it home expecting my husband to zip it up for me. Well, he couldn't... apparently someone failed zippers or something in Kindergarten and I was on my own, once again. I got the hard part done, he finished it up and there I was... in my one size two big dress that I loved and still had to struggle to get in to just so I could have it cut into my armpits.
I can't give up this dress... I won't. I went to my final plan which was order one off of the website which isn't listed as petite. I'm scared though, the store only carried petite and the website only carries regular? Something is not right. So now I own two dresses, hopefully only one will go back. My mother suggested I starve myself for 2 weeks, but with Thanksgiving coming up, that isn't very realistic. I like food too much anyway. I should also mention that the top of the dress, where the zipper gets stuck is more due to the ruching on the dress than my waistline which is why my husband failed both times. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it will all work out.
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