I love to get gussied up for special occasions. I don't think people take them seriously enough anymore. Everyone shows up to holiday parties in jeans and sweatshirts and I am perceived as garishly overdressed. Alas, I wouldn't have it any other way. Life is too short to not have a little happiness in the things you enjoy doing. My personality is so altered by what I wear. In a fancy dress I feel more regal and classy. It helps me pretend I am a part of a time from decades ago. I really wish that balls and fancy parties were still a thing. I would love to listen to classical music while we all dance fancy dances together and sip little lemonades while we swoon over men in coattails and women in their pearls. Bring back those times please!
I actually have a funny story about this dress. I went vintage shopping with my mother over Thanksgiving and we found this stunning dress on the basement floor hidden away-I almost missed it! When I did find it I did a little gasp and just marveled at all of the wonderful details. However I was just sure that it was too small for me and that I would never fit into it. My mother was determined however and she said that I HAD to try it on. The problem was that there was no dressing room in this vintage store (a three floored massive place by the way). She tried to open various doors and persuade me to change in dark, forbidden closets in the store because I just had to try on this dress! Of course I refused because I have a horridly guilty conscience and a fear of getting caught doing stupid things like that. Well, we found a curtain on the top floor of this place where all the clothes were and my mom-MY OWN MOTHER somehow got me to go behind that curtain and change amongst all of the store's back room items while she stood watch outside the curtain. BAHAHA that is something I will never forget! Needless to say the dress fit perfectly and I, of course, couldn't leave without it. Especially with a story like that backing it up. I love my mama so, so much.
Sorry for the horrid pictures, our apartment complex started redoing the carpets in the hallway and never finished...so we have these lovely looking concrete floors! That's the problem with getting dressed up for parties-they happen at nighttime so you have to take photos is a dank hallway-oh well, no matter!
Sean and I went and bought our Christmas tree last night! We bought a short, fat little guy that I just fell in love with. We are trying to come up with a name for him (it is our first real tree and all you know) but are having a little trouble doing so. Any ideas for me? I'd love it if you'd share!
Have a wonderful Wednesday all :)
“I am the good shepherd; I know my own sheep, and they know me, just as my Father knows me and I know the Father. So I sacrifice my life for the sheep."
Dress, Coat, Clutch, Bracelet, Shoes- Vintage, thrifted