Temptations in the Garden of Good and Retail
Lock me up and throw away the key. If you don’t, I’m sure to commit this crime again. I’ve previously spoken of my weakness for impulse dress shopping and I must say I can’t be held completely accountable for my actions. Everyone has their weaknesses; In the Garden of Eden, Eve’s weakness were pretty red apples. Personally, I would’ve passed up the apple for the nearest palm tree. Palm leaves or some other tropical plant could’ve resulted in a perfectly lovely dress, if put together correctly. My view is: If there’s a marvelous dress on the rack, I don’t have to have an event to attend like a swanky soiree or Wedding # 76. If it’s fabulous and fits like it was made for me....Darn it, it needs to be hanging in my closet. End of Story. THERE WILL BE A SOIREE. THERE WILL BE A WEDDING to attend and I WILL have the perfect dress strapped over a crisp wooden hanger when the time arrives.
This is a very logical way of thinking. I buy with in my means (most of the time) but refuse to sacrifice the opportunity to own “The perfect dress”. I was lucky this past weekend to score the top right brownish-bronze mini cocktail dress with burnt orange piping at What’s in Store in Downtown Franklin. Amongst the array of boutiques on Main Street, What’s in Store values fashion and the current status of the economy. Their modestly middle priced clothing, jewelry, handbags, and hats can’t be found any where else and celebs like Taylor Swift and Jessica Simpson have graced the doors. A rarity sprung among Franklin’s “High and left your wallet dry” shops, What's in Store even advertises coupons once in a while.
Quite possibly one of my favorite boutique dresses is the pictured right ivory “puff dress” as I like to call it. I would have never chosen this party dress on my own, but when I went into The French Shoppe last Spring on a sales call the exuberant owner prompted me to try it on. Uncertainty clouded my reflection in the mirror and visions of 1980’s bridesmaids came to mind. Convinced I would fall under the spell of the subtle sparkles and pompous puffs, the owner told me to take the dress free of charge. If I didn’t like it, I could bring it back the following week, no questions asked. He was convinced the only thing I’d be returning to the store with would be my debit card. He was right. Six days, Two hours later I was the proud owner of a piece of fashion I’m convinced no one else in Nashville owns. That was over a year ago. I still haven’t worn it. The uncertainty still surfaces when I try it on. Confidence is the only accessory to be worn with this dress. I’m at 99.9; “Puff Dress” takes 110%. I’ll be sure to post pictures when I get the courage to display this individual piece in public. Until then, it’ll hang nicely on bar snuggled with my collection of “Worn” and “To Be Worn.” A collection of femininity; bright and subtle pieces, individualistic; Many Expressive, though some subtle... A collected collaboration worth the wait of wearing.
Chiki, you were born to write. When you become famous, will you still claim me? Haha.
ReplyDeleteAnd I LOVE the ivory dress. I can't wait to see pics! :)