Say Yes to the Dress!

  I am deviating from blogging about my business today so that I can blog about my least favorite thing in the world....shopping...clothes shopping!  If you have been following any of my previous blogs you probably already know that I am going to be the mother of the groom in an upcoming wedding. You know what that means...oh yes you do...I have to go shopping for the dress! Aghhh! I do not wear dresses anymore and it has been years since I bought a new one. The thought of venturing into the big snooty fancy department stores was really daunting!  Dressing rooms, bad lighting, bad body, bad sizes, were all haunting me, trying to get into my head, telling me I could make due with something already hanging in my closet. I never want to stand out anyway. It was my usual MO  to blend in and not be noticed....and that is what I had talked myself into....but my girlfriends would have none of it!  They took charge...informing me of the date and time that we would go shopping for THE DRESS!
    I knew I had been bested, and was in way over my head.  I would be going !   My girlfriends would have their way and that meant they would find me proper wedding attire...not my usual black uniform! I dreaded and I fretted and I considered calling in sick...but I knew it was inevitable. So in preparation... the day before the trip I spent almost a whole day watching a marathon of "Say Yes to the Dress"! I had never seen this show before  and it was quite entertaining really...almost addicting. Watching brides try on dresses looking for the perfect one...over and over....tears and problems and  tears and happiness finally blissful happiness when the right dress is found. I saw girls of every size find their dream dresses. If they could do this thing then so could I!...Right? I felt a little hope seeping in. I told  myself that  I can do this....I can do this...I can ...I can... I will!
      So off we went the next day... me and my escort of three of the best friends a girl could ask for. I was in capable hands so I just held on for the ride! They picked the stores, chauffeured me  to to them, combed the racks, picked out dresses, brought them to me, gave me honest opinions, gave me encouragement, and ......yes found me the dress that was perfect for me!
     The minute I put it on I knew it was the one. It was the one! But always second guessing myself, I still went on to two more stores to make sure there was not a better one waiting for me. Hours later there was not... so I went back to the dress that I had already said yes to and said yes again! Done! It was done right? Wrong!...we still had shoes to find, underwear to consider, jewelry to pick out. We made the  trip to the shoe dept and found the perfect shoes just like that! It was too easy...how could that be? Because it had to be.... because I was done...spent... unable to shop for one more thing. There is no exhaustion like clothes shopping exhaustion. It breaks you down like no other activity. Mentally, physically, I felt like I had done a triathlon....a fashion triathlon!...I would sweat the small stuff later.
    Later. The dress hangs in my closet waiting to makes its debut. I have tried it on several times  because I like it so much. I have found the jewelry...and I am ready to go... no one will see the underwear...right?! Thank you girlfriends...you are the best!.
thanks for reading,
Lynn
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