Everyone has one in their life. That person who's flair for fashion makes you feel frumpy even on your best days. Lucky me... I have TWO of them!
I admit it... when it comes to clothes and makeup and such, I'm definitely challenged. Always have been. I'm not exactly a girly-girl. I prefer sneakers or bare feet to heels. Jeans to slacks. T-shirts to just about anything that has to be ironed. I don't color my hair or wear makeup on a regular basis.
But sometimes, it's necessary to clean up your act a bit. Weddings qualify. Looking in my closet though, I realized I was in trouble. I had nothing even remotely appropriate. Sweatpants and a tank wouldn't cut it. So I turned to my two favorite fashionistas.
These two women are as different as can be, but they both share an attitude about looking good. And they DO. They carry themselves with great confidence, pay attention to details and it works. Both look fantastic 99% of the time.
Jennifer took me shopping. I jokingly call her Ninja Shopper... she marches into a store, looks around for a quick moment and if nothing catches her eye - she leaves. We were on our third store when she pulled this bizarre dress off the rack. It looks like a designer on acid came up with the fabric. But I tried it on and you know what? It looked pretty good. Not great, but pretty good. Jennifer disppeared amongst the racks for a moment and came back with a giant bra (they didn't have anything close to my size). Put it on, she tells me. It won't be exact, but you'll get the idea. So I do, and damned if she wasn't right. With a little help for the girls, that dress looked great! So I bought it.
Then we went back across to one of the previous stores to find a bra that actually fit. I got three in my size (which is apparently an odd one as there may have only been three in my size there).
The first one had what I call "perky packs", which is some gel thing that fits in the bottom of the cup to give you a little extra lift. Honestly, it felt like I was being smothered by my own breasts. Nope. The second one ws just uncomfortable. The underwire dug into the skin underneath and actually hurt. But the third was fairly comfortable (even if it did have an underwire in it). I thought I could handle that for a few hours at a time for special occasions. We bought it.
Anyway, the morning after the shopping expedition with Jennifer, Jannie shows up with not one but two dresses approprite for attending a wedding. The first one is made of similar material to the dress Jen and I picke out. It's dark with a floral pattern and is quite pretty. It has sleeves to cover my scarred up arms and is of a modest length.
And so my dilemma. I went from having no choices at all to having three of them - all appealing. I'll try them all on tomorrow and see if I can figure it out.
Now, about my shoes....