My sister found my old prom dress this past week. This was the same dress from ten years ago that was sewn out of a bridesmaid’s dress pattern I had custom made because I was too embarrassed to even consider shopping for it at a clothing store. I was a jeans, t-shirt and year-round sweater wearer at the time. I wasn’t even at my heaviest at that point but it sure felt like it. This gold ensemble was also paired with a long black cape for my prom; partly out of a misunderstood notion that I had to match the ‘Fairy Wonderland’ theme of prom. Seriously, what a stupid prom theme.
Anyway, almost anyone who finds an old outfit that marks a meaningful life event tends to follow the impulse to try it on, so I did and here are the results:
As you can see this dress is a little on the loose side now. I remember this dress very well and how snug it felt when I wore it particularly around the arms, I didn’t have much movement. You can kind of get an idea of my size when I was a teen and perhaps it’ll illustrate why I felt the need to hide under sweaters (and capes) throughout high school.
Ten years, that sounds like a long time ago. I suppose that should make me feel old but really it doesn’t. I’ve said it many times; I think I’m one of few people nowadays who actually enjoys getting older. I used to be into astrology a lot as a kid and reading about my sign, Sagittarius (The Archer *wink wink*), I understood that I was a late bloomer. Like the fall season there are a lot of good things that can come when the year’s racked up some some days. Same with me, with age and experience I’ve grown into a more comfortable version of me.
It also shows me that right now I’m in the best shape of my life and that is a great feeling. In part because I earned the body I have now and also because I still feel the motivation to do so much better.
It was a great find sis, thanks.
Until next time…