glitch #3

Virginia trip glitch #3 seemed like it needed a post all to itself.

As I said in the previous post, we've been looking forward to this wedding for quite awhile. I knew the reception was going to be outside, at the bride's parents' home, and so had bought a couple dresses that I thought might be appropriate before we received our invitation reading "black tie optional".

So the floral sundress was definitely out- I wore it to graduation instead. I asked my boss to ask his wife (my unpaid fashion consultant) what I should wear. He came in to work the next day with 3 black dresses for me to try on! Could I get any luckier?!

I tried them on and kept the one that fit the best. Bill rented a tuxedo. And I figured my kids could still wear what I had planned for them to wear. Saturday, as I was attempting to style my hair, I noticed something in the mirror. (Don't you love hotel bathrooms? They have so many mirrors that you can see yourself from every angle?!) The little button at the top of the dress was gone. Fell off before we even made it out of the room.

Damn. One time I try to dress up and look like a bigshot and I lose a button. At the church, my father-in-law's wife was great- she told me to just let the sides flap over to make a v-back and no one would know the difference: So that's what I did, and I guess it was fine.

But now I have to either 'fess up to my boss and his generous wife, or try to replace the button and hope they don't notice. It kind of feels like a sitcom story, where I'll try to replace the button and she'll notice right away, because the button on this dress was some kind of heirloom.

You just can't take me anywhere.

(Sorry, I don't have a better picture of the dress- this is the ONLY picture of me from the wedding at all, 'cause I was taking most of them.)