In Which Moodiness Is Occasionally Useful

[serinde]

In the midst of packing clothes not much used, I came across the closet where my prom dress and my wedding dress were hanging side by side. Now, the prom dress was the subject of a bet between Steve and me, back when I first determined to Do Something about my weight, lo these many years ago; I wagered[1] I would be able to fit into it again, which goal I never yet achieved. Of course I tried it on, and of course it is still too small, by a good margin; no brainer.

But then, moved by the usual sentiments this sort of situation generates, I tried on my wedding dress (silk satin and freshwater pearls, hand-made by nedlnthred, ably assisted by Kasia; I made the buttons and did the pearl-sewing-on). It is too big, which I knew--but it's too big in the same amount that I'm too big for my prom dress. So in theory, barring what I learned about women's bone structures continuing to grow, it's not that unreasonable a goal.

[1] I can't remember what I wagered. This is lame and vaguely disturbing.

Comments

[nancaurelia.livejournal.com]

Most adult women cannot fit into their wedding dresses, much less their high school clothing. You should be very proud of what you've already accomplished, and use that to your best advantage. Sounds like you're already doing that.

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