Wow 'em Wednesday!

Last weekend I went shopping for a dress for the scary and unthinkable ex-boyfriend's wedding reception that's coming up this Saturday. I spent HOURS at work poring over online stores with the 2 most fashionable girls at my work, going over what would look best on me, and what to look for, and what accessories. The works. We came up with some pretty good choices from Le Chateau and I was confident that I would be able to find something there that would work. Neither of the girls from work could make it to the mall with me so I had nothing but my own eyes to guide me. I'm pretty style challenged so I was stressed about going to the mall.

When I got to the store, I got the sales girl to pull 3 dresses off the wall for me to try on. I got her to pull them in Medium and Large because I really don't have any concept of what size I am. The dress I WAS going to wear is actually now 4 sizes too big for me and looked like a fucking circus tent when I dug it out of the back of my closet (I bought it just a few months after my son was born and apparently I was HUGE). The sales girl asked me if I wanted to try some shoes with the dresses and I was all "uhhhh... yeah." She proceeded to ask me what style and height and blahblahblah and all I could really say was "ummm. Low. And comfy!". I tried on the 3 dresses and the one the girls at work picked out for me was in fact pretty awesome. The only hitch was that the top part of the dress (you know, the boob area) was a little loose. My girls weren't really filling it out. The sales lady suggested I try a size SMALL and I laughed at her.

Literally. In her face. Laughed.

But then said yeah, what the hell. She didn't have that same dress in a small but brought a small in a similar dress. Now folks, I'm not gonna lie. It may have taken me a full 3.5 minutes (of dancing and wiggling and contorting) to get the zipper up , but when I did? Damn! It was a freaking miracle! I showed the sales girl, and she was like, "that's it!" And I was all wide eyed and like, "I know!" So, this is the dress I ended up buying and these are the shoes the girl picked out that really comfy and pretty.

My work fashionistas gave me specific instructions for how to accessorize but I couldn't really find exactly what they told me to get, but I had clear guidelines. I couldn't decide on a color so I ended up getting a full set of accessories in each coral and teal. For each color I got a pashmina scarf, earrings, bracelet and nail polish. After consulting with my husband, I'm going to go with the teal set because the jewelry is nicer and it will more closely match with his outfit. (We're not all matchymatchy, just don't want to clash, you know?)

So, basically, I am shocked and amazed that I am able to squeeze myself into a literally, little black dress and pull it off. I am now actually, kinda, sorta, almost looking forward to this heinous event!