The Little Black Dress
Saturday, December 10, 2011
I have always wanted a “little black dress”. I have always wanted to look good in a “little black dress”. Today I held one in my hands that was two sizes smaller than what I wear now. I almost bought it. But then I talked myself out of it.
It went something like this: “How much is this? Wow. That is a good sale. That is exactly the kind of black dress I have been looking for…wonder if they have my size?” As I searched through the rack I realized that the only dress in that style was 2 sizes smaller than what I was wearing. I picked it up. I stared at it. Should I buy it? No…I put it back. And then I picked it back up again. Would I really follow through? Was it even possible to follow through? I mean…I am 40-something and 40-somethings are known for gaining weight…not losing it. ”I can do this!” I told myself and put the dress over my arm confidently, as I went to find my daughter in another part of the store. But then I lost my nerve. I couldn’t do it. I thought it would just end up being one more opportunity for me to be disappointed in myself.
Should I have bought that dress? I would love your opinion. Or would I have just been setting myself up to be disappointed? I am still not sure if I did the right thing.