Yesterday the family went out for dinner at a fancy local restaurant and I finally got the chance to break out a party dress that I had bought months ago in an overabundance of enthusiasm.
Why do I say that I was overly enthusiastic? Well, the dress is a non-stretchy size 12 for one thing (a tailored satin fabric), and my badonkadonk is only grudgingly contained in that size - - I comfortably wear a size 12 for tops, a 14 for jackets (big shoulders, natch) and a 14 on the bottom for skirts and pants. I am perfectly happy with this situation, but I fell in love with this dress and it was only available in size 12, alas.
So I bought the dress anyways (!) and it was relegated to my closet with the "maybe it will fit one day" clothes. I know we all have these sections in our closets - - the "aspirational" outfits, or the clothes that used to fit that no longer fit, or the hand-me downs... Done wrong this section can be a depressing memorial to pounds not lost. I didn't even take the tag off, that's how certain I was that I would never really wear the dress.
Until last night, that is.
It was the Matriarch's birthday celebration and all my other dresses were various combinations of black*. I wanted to bust out some colour for a change and thought I would give the dress a chance. It went on and even zipped up relatively easily**. I could move and walk and sit down in it. It did not explode when I attempted any of these manoeveurs, so I brought it upstairs for the big test ... the Nerd. His reaction would determine whether I wore the Festive Delft Dress.
His reaction was ... extremely gratifying. That's all I'm going to say about that, other than to note that I wore the dress to dinner last night. Aside from trying to keep exquisite posture all evening, I was completely comfortable and felt great.
Here is the Festive Delft Dress in all its glory for your viewing pleasure:
I was glad to have had the opportunity to wear the dress out to dinner last night. The Nerd also dressed up and we both looked rather sharp, if I do say so myself. A good time was had by all.
* I completely forgot about the Sparkle Party Dress from last November's Festive Non-Denominational Holiday Party, but as it is a midnight navy that is easily mistaken for black, this dress falls into the same category as the black dresses
** In that it required no additional tools or a team of experts