I walked up to one of my friend's desk today and stated, "As soon as I get home, this dress is going straight to Goodwill."
She looked up with a smile and told me that she liked the dress. And that I looked good in it. And you can see one of the reasons that I consider her a friend. Then she asked what was wrong with it.
So I told her (and now, you. You're welcome).
Now I know why I haven't worn this dress since last summer.
Because it's confining. Not because it's too small. It's not. It's actually about a size bigger than what I normally wear. I checked, of course.
But this morning, as I was trying to determine what to wear, I happened upon this dress and thought, "Oh yeah! I love this dress. WHY haven't I worn this lately?"
And in a very short time, I remembered why. Of course, I remembered well AFTER I left the house and it was too late to go back and change.
It felt like I was stuck in a corset. Seriously.
Apparently, this dress is cut in such a way as to cause the wearer as much misery as possible. Throw in the heat and humidity - and I can tell you that I was miserable ALL DAY LONG.
And, yes...as soon as I got home I ripped that dress off, glared at it, I may have possibly cursed it. And determined that immediately after being cleaned that sucker is headed for the Goodwill box.
Now, I have turned my eye toward my closet; wondering what other items are lurking in there...waiting to betray me. But I have vowed, that I will try on/wear EVERY SINGLE ITEM in there and ruthlessly toss those that make me miserable.
Because, I've determined that life is too short to be that miserable ever again.