I recently watched a morning chat show where they threw out the question, “Do you still fit into your wedding dress?” They then went on to promote some new green coffee or caveman diet, so you could. Well, I was compelled by Hoda or Barbara or Lara or someone, to go to the top shelf of my closet and fetch my gown… and put it on. Not bad. Six years later it still fit and I still adore it. My classic, almost Parisian designed cream satin wedding gown, avec train and petticoat… bought at the Good Will for fifty bucks. (petticoat $10 – alteration $25)
And then something happened to me, in my Wedding dress that I still fit into – I want to wear it out. So I do.
I go to work at the salon and work on clients and yell back to people that yell out to me on the street. “To or from?!” “Hey runaway bride!” I pop into some of the local hipster clothing stores on Sunset Blvd. and everyone giggles. One guy asks me if that’s how I’m looking for a husband and I think hey, wear a wedding dress to a bar on Saturday night and ya might be married by Sunday morning. Tons of people and lots of little girls tell me I look gorgeous and I feel like a Disney princess for a day.
It was a great day of attention and I’ve decided that one day a week I will wear something I haven’t worn in six years for a whole day. We all have such things in our closets, some ugly, some special, some amazing… We are attached to some old creepy stuff as well as shelving fantastic treasures that need to be worn. Join me please. It’s liberating and enlightening.
Looking for a day of the week to celebrate or let’s say, be silly with a touch of exhibitionism as the objective, I chose Wednesday, hump day. It’s always good to break up the week with something to talk about.