the dress

I've begun the mother of the bride dress search in earnest. A dress for the August wedding of my last daughter getting married. The first three were torture enough...the first possibly my most successful dress occasion as far as mother of bride dresses go.It went steadily downhill from there and now, my last daughter is getting hitched, it seems I need to redeem my fashion sense.

It's torture. I hate shopping and I refuse to try things on. So, online shopping is the way to go. But doing a google search isn't always successful. BlueFly comes up when looking for summer dresses. Then the department store parade. It will take four or five fashion conscious women to have success with this endeavor.

Then it's what the dress actually looks like on my body. This is the most troublesome. I've committed to two people now to lose that 10 pounds and I've managed to gain 5. What the hell. It might be the wine... or the lifting weights or the water weight. I don't give a rat's ass. I want reduction. So... I've begun in earnest to stop eating... drinking and get busy.
I've run almost every morning since last week. I've been seriously engaged in my projects and work.

Truly, shopping, with the accompanying trying on is worse than torture to me. I don't have the shape most clothes were designed for, so finding the right cut means hours of laborious stripping and redressing. The styles are all the same, so finding a cut or style that isn't designed for small Asian women who wear size 0 is next to impossible.
Fabric is usually the kind found at cheap second hand stores and there are never enough sales people who can run a variety of dresses in and out of your dressing room. One usually has to touch the perfect fabric.
So, online shopping rocks.
It's the way to go. The downside is I have no idea the quality of fabric or how the dress is sewn or how it will look on me.
Buying clothes sucks even more than I remember, let alone a dress for a wedding.
The color is never good enough, the style has to be perfect. Well... face it... that will never happen.
I'm going for the dress I like and feel the best in.
Who know's what it will look like. I am too old to abide by a dress code. If I like it, that's the dress.