The other morning while putting away laundry, I saw the bag I keep at the back of my closet – I looked at it hard, and remembered a dress I’ve carried inside of it for the last seven years. It has traveled with me through countless moves when I lived in Las Vegas and across the state to when I moved to San Francisco. But this dress, I don’t know how to say this, has never been worn by me. I never fit into it.
I bought it while thrifting at my old favorite Las Vegas haunt, Savers, while looking for nothing in particular. I’d known I always wanted a vintage prom style dress, but could never find one that I could afford. So when this pretty blue number appeared on the racks, I knew it would have to be mine. But it didn’t fit. Back then, I was really into selling clothes online and figured I could sell this one too. But I just couldn’t part with it. So with me it came everywhere I went. Don’t think I didn’t try to get the thing on, oh how I tried so many times. I’d even found a corset to tie myself in to see if it would finally fit, but it still gaped open a few inches. It didn’t necessarily make me sad, because I had tons of other clothes that fit me. For a while I even had it hanging up as a little piece of art! I’d settled that this dress would never fit me. That is until this day I explained above – I pulled out the garment back and thought I’d give the zipper a try. And wow, it fit – no corset, to squeezing, no sucking in. The thing just fit. I made my boyfriend quickly take this picture of me so I could remember this moment.
After I wrote this post about how I changed my eating habits, I’ve found a new relationship with what I eat, and of consequence, it has changed my relationship with my clothes. And I hope to continue sharing my ever changing wardrobe inspirations here for as long as I can.
Now…to find a time suitable for wearing this dress!
ps. unless I find a time machine to take me back to 1955, there probably will never be one