I recently found a Bob Mackie dress from the 70's at one of my favorite shops, for far less than $800. I loved the dress in general as soon as I laid eyes on it, and when I saw who the designer was I almost fainted. I proceeded to tell everyone around me about how I had always dreamed of owning a Bob Mackie dress, that his designs were inspiring, that this was an amazing find...nobody cared. I need to find a shopping buddy. Someone who won't buy/steal anything I want for themselves, though. Maybe someone who would just buy the stuff FOR me.
I wish my mom lived closer.
This dress is deceiving. I was convinced it would fit me, to the point where I felt relief that next year's Christmas/Birthday dress was already taken care of. The label SAID size 6. My disappointment was immense when I tried to squeeze into this gem and the vintage size 6 was really more of a modern size 2-4. Heart = Broken.
I'll still have it for a while. The beading needs to be redone and it needs major clean up, so I can enjoy owning it for now. I suppose I could diet and work out until I'm a size 2-4 but...boringgggggg...and I don't condone lying to myself. Valentine's Day candy is RIGHT around the corner.
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