Too cool for my boots

A few weeks back, in anticipation of my weekend at AWBU12, I went shopping. It's important to note at this point in the story that I absolutely hate shopping. Can't stand it. Nothing ever looks like I thought it would look. Nothing is ever cute. Nothing is ever the right color. I cannot stand shopping.

These boots are so cute,
they'd go with anything!

None the less, I was getting some cool boots that weekend and I needed a cool outfit to wear with the cool boots. And in my mind, the cutest outfit would be a strapless sun dress and a jean jacket. So that's what I set out to find.

I made my first stop and almost instantly, I found a cute dark-blue printed strapless dress that would be perfect with my new boots. Bonus: it was in my size! I snagged that sucker up and bolted for the dressing room.  I was equally excited at the prospect of having my shopping excursion over after just five minutes.

I stripped down to my undies and pulled the dress over my feet and over my hips and up to my arm pits. I looked at my reflection in the oddly small mirror in my insanely tiny dressing room. I couldn't tell if I liked it or not, so I stepped out of the dressing room to really assess whether or not I looked as cool as I did in my mind.

I stood in front of the three-part mirror and scrutinized myself. Obviously, my purple bra straps would be hidden by the denim jacket. And while my B-cups weren't the D-cups that manufacturers assume women my size bear, the elastic-gathered bodice didn't even come half-way down my boobage area.  That was certainly not the way I pictured myself in this dress.

From the extra narrow bodice, the skirt was flow-y. This I expected. This skirt, however, was extra flowy. It also seemed sorta short even for a sun dress. It was cute and it was exactly what I wanted and it would have looked beyond smashing with my boots, but I just didn't... like it. I wanted to, but I didn't.

The sales person approached. "Do you have any denim jackets?" I asked thinking that a denim jacket would help me to see the whole picture.  "I really like this, I think. Or maybe I just like the idea," I explained. "I want to see how I look in the complete outfit."

Trixie, the sales lady, slowly shook her head, "I'm sorry. We don't have demin jackets out just yet." Then she tried to make the sale, "I think it looks cute..." Then she lost the sale, "But this was actually designed to be a skirt not a dress."

That's right I had pulled a skirt up to my arm pits as though I were a six-year-old playing princess.

Annnndddd... I did not buy that sundress skirt to wear with my cool new boots.

You want boots? I'm giving a pair away in exactly ONE week... Stay tuned!

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