I'm awful at keeping this blog up, I know. I don't travel every day, though, and when I do, I'm generally too busy working lately to write anything in my blog. What I DO do every day, however, is eat. Usually several times a day. I figure it may be easier to write regularly about that, so I've started a food blog. You can find it at www.allisonstravels.typepad.com/alisons_eats . Please check it out!
January 11, 2009
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April 19, 2008
About a dress
I bought a dress. I bought a dress from American Apparel, makers of gold spandex leggings and raunchy billboard ads. I went in to this dubious store looking for a jersey wrap dress - something simple. I read somewhere that American Apparel had a nice one, a nice one in eggplant, which is my new favourite colour. So, I went into the store, even though I seriously doubt its intentions.
I did not find my wrap dress. Instead, I found an aqua "Bandeau dress". It's made of jersey alright, but its whole different animal. It's basically a halter, but made in a way that it can be rearranged for different looks - halter, strapless, one shoulder, skirt, shirt... in the store they give you a "roadmap" with 17 different options. Really, the possibilities are endless.
I got sucked in. I got sucked in by the 17 possibilities and the beautiful blue colour and the vision of me, in my beautiful blue dress, frolicking down on the beach. And the $45 price tag. And the frolicking.
The problem is that once I got the dress home, I couldn't decide if I loved it or hated it. So, I did what any fashion conscious, self-aware, woman who lives by herself would do. I set up my camera on my ironing board, set it to intervals and took pictures of myself. Then, I spent some time looking at the pictures of my own bum, trying to decide if I LOVE the dress, or if its an unfortunate mistake that needs to be returned immediately. I really can't decide. At some angles I love it, and at some angles, well... not so much. I do love that it's a dress of many, many possibilities, and if one way looks worse than the others, I can just not wear it that way!
The bottom line is that I can't decide. I can't decide if I should keep the dress and frolick in it all summer, or if I should take it back and forget about the whole unfortunate incident. So, I'm posting a million bad pictures of me, and if you read this, please, please help. Please. Please?
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Yes? or No?
Notice the final fashion pose? I think I have a future on Canada's Next Top Model...
