More closet excavations
Aug. 16th, 2009 03:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've felt encouraged by my recent tryings-on. Today I delved into a few other "someday" stashes---I may find good homes for the two white cotton dresses I've been hanging onto (from a giant yard sale haul donated to me by the mother of HWSNBN). After something like seven years, I've managed to get into one of them, but I don't really *like* it, and the other one...I don't know. It has crochetted lace trim and cute mother-of-pearl buttons, and if I keep going I ought to be able to wear it next summer....
Was very happy with The Black Velvet Dress. Mind you, I've had it for ten years this summer---I bought it on clearance when Lane Bryant moved out of our local mall, $19.99, marked down from $119.99---it was snug then, but I could get into it, and the plan was to wear it on New Year's Eve, 1999. That didn't happen. We dined early at a local Italian restaurant with a mutual friend who's since passed away, and ended up ringing in the New Millenium in bed, albeit partying in our own way.
Where was I? Oh, right, The Dress. It's black velvet, nicely contoured, also a halter dress---I really do need to either find my damn corset or acquire a strapless bra!---and a size 26. Today, it fit better than it has since I've owned it, although I really need help getting in and out of it. (I might even be able to sit down in it, but I didn't want to push my luck---or the zipper.) If it weren't for the fact that it's black, I'd liberally apply baby powder, as it was, I stood in front of the a/c and prayed as I tried to get back out of it.
And finally, my little white booties. I remember exactly when I got these---my birthday, 2004. Wore them once, couldn't even last sitting through a church service in them, went home bare-footed and regretfully set them aside. Regretfully, because they are really quite cool. The best way I can describe them is the offspring of an athletic shoe that mated with a granny boot. They're ankle-high, with laces going through antiqued brass d-rings up to a velcro strap (which, with my puffy ankles, is less than fetching). I'm not used to 3" heels, but since I'm carrying at least 25 pounds less than I did then, I'm going to try wearing them while I'm schlepping around the house and try to build up my endurance...because I'm tired of looking longingly at them on the shelf.
Was very happy with The Black Velvet Dress. Mind you, I've had it for ten years this summer---I bought it on clearance when Lane Bryant moved out of our local mall, $19.99, marked down from $119.99---it was snug then, but I could get into it, and the plan was to wear it on New Year's Eve, 1999. That didn't happen. We dined early at a local Italian restaurant with a mutual friend who's since passed away, and ended up ringing in the New Millenium in bed, albeit partying in our own way.
Where was I? Oh, right, The Dress. It's black velvet, nicely contoured, also a halter dress---I really do need to either find my damn corset or acquire a strapless bra!---and a size 26. Today, it fit better than it has since I've owned it, although I really need help getting in and out of it. (I might even be able to sit down in it, but I didn't want to push my luck---or the zipper.) If it weren't for the fact that it's black, I'd liberally apply baby powder, as it was, I stood in front of the a/c and prayed as I tried to get back out of it.
And finally, my little white booties. I remember exactly when I got these---my birthday, 2004. Wore them once, couldn't even last sitting through a church service in them, went home bare-footed and regretfully set them aside. Regretfully, because they are really quite cool. The best way I can describe them is the offspring of an athletic shoe that mated with a granny boot. They're ankle-high, with laces going through antiqued brass d-rings up to a velcro strap (which, with my puffy ankles, is less than fetching). I'm not used to 3" heels, but since I'm carrying at least 25 pounds less than I did then, I'm going to try wearing them while I'm schlepping around the house and try to build up my endurance...because I'm tired of looking longingly at them on the shelf.