Ladies and other ladies, I am so elated by my recent discovery. Now, before you think that my head has become as inflated as a hot air balloon, let me start by saying that it has taken a lot for me to get to the point where I can say that I am looking pretty good these days. Before, if someone would tell me that I was looking good, I would say something like, "Thank you, but I am bloated today," or, "Thank you, but my hair is behaving particularly well today," and other sorts of responses; now, however, my response to someone telling me I look good is a very simple "Thank you" followed by a smile. Everyone of you ladies reading this should try to do the same - just try it once and forget about looking vain or conceited. Hey, if someone is acknowledging your hotness, why not enjoy it for a second? We are so hard on ourselves every other minute of our lives... so take that moment and bask in it.
So, onwards with this discovery of mine... are you ready? I, Marie-Eve Therrien, am a SIZE NINE at Stitches... and a MEDIUM dress size at Le Chateau... is that not completely wonderful, fabulous and fantastic??? Let me qualify the above statement by saying that at around this time LAST year, I could not even dream of fitting my baby toe in a size nine pair of jeans from Stitches and just this summer, for my grad, I was wearing an XL Le Chateau dress... man I have come a long way.
And do you know what feels even better than revealing my now smaller size? Going through my closet and getting rid of all my FAT jeans... you know which ones I am talking about ladies, those jeans that you bought when you put on those extra pounds on top of those extra pounds on top of those extra pounds you had planned on losing... yeah, those. Well, I had bought a whole slew of those jeans and also an armload of work pants... and now, more than half of my pants do not fit anymore because they are all too BIG for me...WOW.
Well now, how did I find out that I was a smaller size? Because, up until a few days ago, I still believed that I was a size 11/12... I basically found out because a lovely salesgirl at Stitches named She-ra, of all names, convinced me to adopt four pairs of size nine jeans. I had stepped into that store, first of all, on BOXING DAY - yes, I know, I was crazy - and so I could not even try on any of the jeans I had picked out because that is their Boxing Day policy. Consequently, I was taking the four pairs of jeans I wanted in what I thought was my size, especially considering the clientele Stitches caters to, but She-ra took one look at me when I asked her for a particular model and pronounced in all her jeanly wisdom, "Girl, you ain't a size 12 - take a 9 and come back if not, but you are SO small that there's no way you're a 12."
Despite my hesitation due to the fact that Stitches clothing is mostly created for girls who fit into size twos, I followed She-ra's advice and paid for four pairs of size nine jeans. I took them home to decide their fates... and all four pairs fit me. I even received a compliment from my 15 year old brother, which is hard to come by nowadays, that I was "Tres sexy p'tit soeur."
There is also nothing better to boost a woman's morale than trying on a bunch of sexy dresses at Le Chateau, no matter what size you are. These wonderful dresses, for the most part, have always flattered my womanly curves so well, the material knowing exactly where to be tight and where to forgive just a little.
This week, I had a date with my two girls so that we could find jaw-dropping dresses for our fabulous evening out, but I was trying on a bunch of them myself while I was waiting for them to meet me. I had taken all of the dresses I wanted to try on in size L, intuitively knowing that I am no longer an XL, but not picking up the M just because I did not have the audacity to do so.
Once I was in the dressing room, the pretty dresses were not fitting me as well as usual - in fact, they were floating on my now smaller frame. I came out of the dressing and asked the cute salesman's advice since my ladies were not there yet; he informed me, after having subtly looked me up and down, that I definitely needed a smaller size and he proceeded to go and get all of the dresses I had chosen in smaller sizes. I went back into the cabin, performed a short happy hoppy dance and then immediately called my mom to tell her that I had gone down two dress sizes. I then quickly tried on all of the dresses with shoes and a cute clutch provided by my very helpful half Italian, half Spanish salesclerk; we managed to narrow my choices down to five spectacular dresses that I wish I could have just purchased without having to decide on just one.
The first one was a very tight, off one shoulder dress in a metallic gray that hugged me in all the right places, but it did not have the WOW factor I was looking for; a short,simple and strapless black number with a few pleats in strategic places and a well-placed triangular slit to expose the girls just suggestively enough to not be slutty was my second trial, but because black does not really bring out my complexion or assets in a any particular way, both Deeter, the salesclerk and I being at that moment on a first name basis, and I discarded it; a skin-tight, sleeveless and wrinkly burgundy with black undertones dress with a boat neck was tried on after and was kept just because it was a very good color for me.
My two favorites were, of course, the dark blue and turquoise ones I had picked out before all of the others. The turquoise one was absolutely stunning because of its bright rich color and its plunging v-neck and rouching all the way from my bust to my knees. The other dress was made out of a lavish silky material that was cool and slippery next to my skin and it was gorgeous because of its beaded and bejeweled band that embraced the smallest part of me right underneath my breasts; the forgiving rouching disguised any unforgivable bumps that all of us ladies like to hide around our middles and the deep v-neckline was again placing my girls in a very advantageous light. I would have bought both dresses, but, I could only bring one home with me.
Finally, my two girls arrived on the scene and helped me pick between the two dresses: the navy one was decided upon so that my personality could shine forth instead of the color of the dress I would be wearing.
And just on a side note, it is an amazing feeling when your girlfriends tell you to get a more somber dress so that your fabulous self can be the focus of attention rather than the dress! What fabulous friends I have!
So, ladies, trust me, on a day when you are feeling a little less than your usual sexy hot self, go to Le Chateau and try on a bunch of their beautiful dresses!!!
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