Sometimes things stick in our subconscious and they stay there buried for years and years and years. I was going through pictures from my childhood and found one of my cousin and I playing dress up.
I love this picture. It is of one of those memories that has always been in my mind. Looking up to my wonderful cousin, who was so amazing. And trust me, nothing has changed, she is still a wonderful role model.
I loved the scratchy dress. It was swishy, and itchy. I remember it smelled old. Not like old bad, just that old smell that holds memories. Someone had worn that dress and flounced around a dance floor. That was the only thing you could do in that dress: FLOUNCE!
Years later, I would get all dolled up to go out and think things like " I just need something over the top" "something vintage." I think it was because of this dress!
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Memories. Reading this brought back some of my own memories of wearing a Mexxi. Oh how I loved to flounce in it.
Funny - even though that dress was scratchy, itchy and swishy - it gave you something fond to remember.
I will be renewing my vows with my hubby sometimes in the near future. When I was thinking of possible things to wear, I thought of this dress.
Sadly, I have no idea where to find it. But I do have a marvelous old opera cape that will do just fine.
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