So I’m websurfing – it’s the weekend (3 day weekend, WOO WOO) and that’s just how I am. I see a pretty dress on someone’s blog ad (RockStar Mommy? Maybe) and it catches my eye.
Now I can’t stop staring at them all. So pretty. So clean, so…in my size!
When was the last time I wore a dress? Even my job interview clothes are pants suits. Even my “going to a fancy restaurant” outfits are pants plus shirt.
::footstomp:: but I want it soooooo baaaaad.
I wish I knew why I was like this. I hate wearing dresses. But when I go clothes shopping, I love to try on dresses and imagine a different life for me, where I wear dresses and pretty shoes and (argh) pantyhose and maybe pine after Mr. Big.
And you know what’s really sick? Sick AND sad?
I am sorely, sooorely tempted to buy them just to try them on, and return them. Free shipping, free returns. I’d be out basically nothing, nada, zilch.
Just buy the damn dress and KEEP IT!!! It’s a very pretty dress and I’m sure it would look lovely on you!!!
What’s wrong with dresses? Nothing. Wear one once in a while. They’re nice. The bitch of it all is the damn pantyhose runs. But, wearing a dress in itself is very nice. =)