I'm sorry about this, but I'm so damned tickled I just have to tell you......I'm cashin' my chips in.
See, I have this family wedding coming up. And, as usual, I need something to wear.
So....I dig through the closet. I found the perfect dress, so I'm happy as a pig in shit.
BUT, that's not what this is about.
During the search, I came across one of my favorite "evening" dresses. It's a beautiful deep purple, velvet. Spandex and velvet. It falls a few inches above the knee, but is otherwise very simple. V-neck, long sleeves just.....fitted. Yeah, pretty fitted.
I looked at it and knew it was do or die time. If I couldn't wear it now, with my "new" body, it was goin' to goodwill.
So I tried it on.
No pantyhose, I wanted to see it in the worst possible light.
Holy Crap.
I can still pull it off. If I may say so myself, it looked GREAT!
I'm so damned happy I can hardly stand myself. I bought the damned thing 4 or 5 years ago, my body was very different than it is now.
I bought it because it was fitted and showed off the things that, well, honestly I not only don't want to show them off anymore, I'm trying to hide them.
But it works. Differently, but it's great.
Now.....now I need a reason to wear a beautiful sexy purple velvet dress.
I'm thinking Fritz's might not be the best venue.......
Posted by Tammi at January 4, 2008 12:17 PM | TrackBackI can see the regulars falling off their barstools like flies!
Posted by: Raging Mom at January 4, 2008 01:33 PMSo here's my dilemma: Now as a full fledged MAN, my instinct is to say something about you posting a picture of you in your dress. But since you’ve adopted me as your blog son, I have to wonder if that’s appropriate to say to my blog mom. LOL
Posted by: Navy CPO at January 4, 2008 03:43 PMWear it for no other reason than you want to and you can! The red-headed designer from Project Runway last year wore a cocktail dress every day for work. Why? Because she liked them and decided there was no reason to "save it" for a special event.
Every day is a special event, so why not treat yourself to it!
Wear it to Fritz's because it's a Tuesday and you feel good about it. That's the best reason of all!
Congratulations!
Posted by: Lee Ann at January 4, 2008 03:52 PM"honestly I not only don't want to show them off anymore, I'm trying to hide them. But it works. Differently..."
yes, that usually happens as a result of gravity and aging. And the taller you are the stronger the pull of gravity!
Posted by: Journey at January 4, 2008 04:23 PMNAVY CPO,
i'm third party to this, but i can tell you that incest is rampant in blog families. being a real man trumps a blog persona any day.
so yeah, lets see you, miss tammi, in that dress!
Posted by: supergurl at January 4, 2008 05:49 PMJourney? I know who you are and how to find you! Be Nice!!! ;-)
Supergurl? I'll make you a deal If I can find a place to wear the damned thing and someone to take the picture, I'll post it. You don't scare me. (much) ;-)
Posted by: Tammi at January 4, 2008 06:07 PMAs usual, 'bout once a year, Tammi's confused and needs to know a place and time to wear her got-damned-purple freakin' DRESS...
Well DUH, dawn that bastard on Monday night, haul ass down to Fitzy's and be sure to accentuate with yellow stuff... you know, purses, choe's, scarves, hell, go all out and get you some yella panty hose and see how long it takes one of them fella's at Fitzy's to tell you, "Hey, Pssst, I think you pee'd your hose..."
Hell, go out this weekend and get a tiger tatooed on your thigh, or wherever you think it'll feel the best.
I'll bet some ol' boy in Fritzy's will take your picture for you. Hell, might even take some others you didn't know he was gonna...
Why couldn't you have an ol' Scarlet dress that fit you good?
;)
I meant say "accessorize" with yellow stuff. So pissed off at you that word evaded my little bwain wookup woutine...
Posted by: RedNeck at January 4, 2008 08:15 PMwoohoo!
Posted by: sarahk at January 6, 2008 04:06 PM