I ordered another dress. My third dress for the wedding in the November.
When exactly did I become high maintenance? Also, when I forget how to spell maintenance? I kept trying to spell it maintainous, and spell check decided I was High Mountainous.
I think spell check was calling me fat.
Back to the dress. Part of the problem is my high mountainous figure But it’s also the new way of life. We just can’t go to stores and try stuff on because there’s so little actual stock in stores these days. So I end up guessing on sizes and going through the endless process of ordering, waiting until it arrive to try it on and then returning. That didn’t use to be a problem back in the days when I was consistently one size…until the last few years when my mountainous regions expanded and/or resettled in disturbing ways. So…
Dress #1 was way too tight around my top mountainous region.
Dress #2 was too long and slightly baggy around the middle, but it did cover the top mountainous range. I figured no big deal, I’d have it tailored until I realized the hem was scalloped lace–and that I was going to spend a lot of $$ getting that dress altered than it was worth. That dress is going back.
I ordered dress number 3 yesterday, still in the bigger size but I’m holding onto hope that the new dress will drape all my mountainous regions in a way that I can live with.
And so it seems that I have become both high maintenance and high mountainous.
When all I really want is a damn dress that doesn’t make me look like a mountain.