Close Call

Next weekend, Local BFF is getting married.  (Yeah for her!) :)

I am very happy for her and her fiance, and have the privilege of being a part of the wedding! And a year or so ago, when she asked me to be a bridesmaid, I thought it was way cool that she was letting us pick out our own dresses instead of sticking us with some icky brides-maidy thing that only looks good on 20 year olds.

Fast forward to last month - I found a dress I thought I really liked. I just had a little trouble getting it in my size. I first bought it in a size too big for me in another town. (Bargain shopper sales strategy - they were having a sale and I got a good price.) I knew I could return it at the store closer to home for the correct size. Well, I neglected to try on the new one until last week when I was matching my shoes. I had a little bit of a shock when I found that it fit just fine, BUT it was a good inch shorter than I expected! Not too appropriate for a 40-something bridesmaid, if you ask me. (As Sportsfan said, "Yeah, everyone would have been looking at you...not that you'd look bad, of course! It's just a little short.") Thanks for that, honey.

After a light-speed trip to the mall last Friday night, I found a great dress! I was ready to pay any price, but it was ON SALE, and it is much better for me than the micro mini I had before. Whew! Close Call! See picture below...(and yeah, that's not me. I wish.)