I found it.
Yesterday, into Dillards, I found the dress.
Long. Flowing. Black lace. Black beadwork. Gorgeous plum satin. It looks like a beautiful gown from the Regency Era, except for the modern spaghetti straps.
I was so excited after buying it (oops! I spent twice what I had budgeted for this dress!), I drove over to my Mom's to show it to her, giddy as a high school girl buying her first prom dress!
In my defense, I haven't boought a dress like that since...before I was married. I was due! And I actually have at least three occasions to wear it - my husband's Christmas party, my company Christmas party, New Year's Eve, and, AND, if I get to go to RWA Conference this year, I have a dress for the awards ceremony. Did I justify that extra money or what? ;-)
Hubby took my daughter shopping today and I was at home by myself. So what did I do? I put on the dress. I couldn't take it anymore! I had to wear it again. I slipped it over my head and twirled around, looking in the mirror, pretending I was not a princess, but a Regency lady on her way to the ball.
Sure, I bemoaned the fact yesterday that I couldn't wear a little strapless black dress that went up to here, because, let's face it, I don't have the body I once did. But that didn't matter a single bit when I put my dress on and it fit. I felt sexy. I felt gorgeous.
I'll take pictures, of course, because since I'm a smart shopper and found this on a clearance rack (although when I saw it I probably would have paid full price for it anyway I loved it so much!), I can't find it on Dillard's website.
This is where I'm completely a girl. I love to get dressed up. I love beautiful dresses and doing my hair and make-up and buying jewerly. I love how I feel. And I also love how my husband looks at me. :-)
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