I told y'all I had to look for a dress for yesterday. I am big on respecting my family (for the most part), so it couldn't be "showy" just.......nice.
I found one Friday night, but I didn't LOVE it. It would do, but it wasn't something I really felt good in.
So yesterday morning Cuz and I headed to one more store. As I was wandering around the dress department something caught my eye.
It was green, with cream and brown. An "interesting" pattern. The cut ROCKED and it was covered everything that needed to be covered and still had a bit of MY personality to it. But the colors? The material? Just....different.
But I kept going back to it. Something kept drawing me back....and I bought it.
I felt good in it when I was wearing it, I didn't need to fuss with anything so it was a good dress for this wedding.
Driving down to Sarasota I'm looking at the material as I sit in the van. That......was when it hit me.
I just started cracking up. It was Army camouflage. I was wearing a damned camo dress to a conservative Mennonite wedding. A silky version of BDU's.
*note; in case you are not aware, Mennonites are Pacifists.....
We were cracking up. There were the comments of "blending in" and "finding a potted plant to hide with" and so on and so on.
One good thing is I have a dress to wear to the next MilBlog conference!
But seriously - only I would wear a camo dress to a pacifist's wedding. The really FUNNY part is no one even realized.....
Posted by Tammi at January 20, 2008 09:44 AM | TrackBack