Beware of all enterprises that require new clothes. February 29, 2008
The clothing gods have smiled on us. And also they hate us.
We have a black tie optional wedding to attend next Saturday. We do not, as a general rule, attend fancy occasions. Our jobs don’t really provide them anymore, and most of our friends are married. We just don’t do dressy all that often.
So we needed to buy Aaron a suit. He wears a suit… never. Seriously. His suit-needing occasions are spaced out perfectly – we have to buy a new one every time because the old one doesn’t fit anymore. The last time he needed a full suit was for Steffanie’s wedding, and that one is definitely not an option this time around.
Last fall we attended a semi-fancy event for my old job. Aaron bought a nice jacket, but because it was a music thing, could get away with wearing it with jeans. I found a great black halter dress with beading around the middle that I just loved. So in planning for this upcoming wedding, I figured I would just wear that dress again. No problem.
So last night I finally got Aaron out to shop for a suit. (I honestly think he thought that if he didn’t have anything to wear, he wouldn’t have to go. WRONG.) This is where the clothing gods smiled on us. He walks into Macy’s and what does he find? The pants that match the jacket he bought last year for the Reba thing. Dark grey with a slightly lighter grey pinstripe? Check. Calvin Klein? Check. Do they fit perfectly and are they on sale? Yes they do and yes they are. Holy moly.
He is thrilled to be done and get out of there, and I am thrilled that we are avoiding a last minute mall rush the afternoon before the wedding. We grab dinner and head home. I make him try it all on together to make sure it matches and everything will work. It fits, it matches, it’s perfect. Yay.
Then I decide to try on my dress and shoes to make sure it all works and I’m ready to go. And this is where the clothing gods started to hate us.
I don’t think I like that dress anymore. It fits funny in the top, it’s a little big all over, and I kind of hate the skirt. I think I need a new dress.
Here’s the thing. I love shopping. LOVE. I love clothes and shoes and bags and fashion magazines and jewelry and everything that goes with all that stuff. BUT. I don’t get dressed up that often. Most of my time is spent in cords and sweaters. I don’t want to buy a new dress. I want to spend the money on boots and a new bag and some of those sweaters I have my eye on at Anthropologie and a bunch of cheap jewelry from Forever 21. I don’t want to buy a dress I will wear once and then hate in two years when my next fancy event comes up.
So. I am going to go as simple and classic as I can. Also, hopefully, I am going to the sale rack. We will see. Wish me luck.
At least Aaron is going to look fantastic.