I Want A New Dress!

Well, I'm glad that's over. I've been trying to write a little post most of the day and couldn't. There was some big ugly, black Blogger beta thing at the top of my blog instead of the usual discrete heading. Besides being ugly, it didn't work. I couldn't access my dashboard or even leave comments on anyone else's blog. Even the Blogger main page was down.

I should be used to it by now, but few things in life upset me more than when Blogger misbehaves. In the grand scheme of things, it shouldn't matter, but it does. I hope that the beta thing stays away for good.

Now I can talk about the frustration of trying to buy a dress. See what an important topic that I was being denied my God-given right to blog about?

My employer throws a nice party for people celebrating work anniversary dates that end in a five or a zero. This is my year, so it seemed like the perfect excuse to buy a nice dress. I didn't think that it would be this hard. It's not like I was looking for a bathing suit, but the harsh lights in the dressing room were so unforgiving that every outfit made me look fat, so I left empty-handed.

The main problem I was having was squeezing my boobs in the dresses. Since I don't have much in the way of boobs, this makes no sense, but most of the dresses squished me flat and the excess boobs were squeezed out the arm holes.

I think the problem is that I'm tall and broad-shouldered with a large rib cage. Inside a dress, that doesn't leave much room for boobs, even mine. Larger sizes make me look like I'm wearing a potato sack.

I hope this doesn't mean that I have to wear an old dress from my closet. What's the fun in that?

It would also help if clothing stores used nice lighting in the dressing rooms. When women feel ugly under harsh lighting, it makes them want to leave as fast as possible without buying anything.

Thanks for listening to my rant.