Everywhere I turn, black dress. Black dress here, black dress there.
I go from owning more black dresses than funerals I've been to, to disowning the black dress movement, freeing them to consignment shops in preparation for my relocation to Virginia, then hitting the stores here on the EC and ONLY FINDING BLACK DRESSES. Seriously?
Ugh...
"What's so wrong with black dresses?"
Absolutely nothing. But it's like getting fed up with cafeteria food. It's time for change.
I'm envisioning something of a jewel tone, maybe a modern take on the 50's style.
Oh ya, let's stay in an Ashley-comfortable price range.
There was this cute little blue Calvin Klein number, with a $128.00 pricetag.
Ouch. Not on this budget. Not for this event. Navy Ball, one thing. Normal life, a whole 'nother enchilada, or burrito, or Italian masseuse (wish list, people).
Maybe I'll have success in hitting up the other malls in the area (although they do include a drive of 8-10 miles - which doesn't sound like a lot, but wook lives Downtown...so we're spoiled by being able to walk practically everywhere necessary). Maybe TJ's or Kohl's or Macy's.
And for the fans of NY&Co and Express...they too suffered from the Curse.
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