I have mentioned before that maroon is not my favorite color. Well, I am not a huge fan of red either. I don’t not like it. I just don’t like it very well either. I think it is a very hard color to wear. I have a pair of red boots and it absolutely terrifies me to wear them. Red is very attention grabbing.
I don’t really like attention.
Or idiocy does not escape me,” says the public blogger.
When someone is paying attention to me, it makes it very difficult to eavesdrop on them.
It also makes it difficult to finish the interesting conversation one was having with oneself. Just when you are about to learn where the bodies are buried, the stranger’s eyes will meet your own and you will have to stop the secret whispering.
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I had forgotten all about this dress until I was lamenting to my husband as I was getting ready for our date, “I have nothing to wear.”
I was only half joking.
Everything I pulled out of the closet just seemed wrong.
I find it harder to dress for a date with my husband than anything else.
He is not fond of my loose-fitting frocks. Or my hippie skirts. I wanted him to think I looked pretty while still staying true to myself.
I found this dress (old and sold out, similar dress here) tucked in the back of the closet wedged somewhere between my Kantha dresses, gnome costumes and my dignity. I had wondered where that went. I hastily threw it on with my fringe booties and big rose earrings.
When I came out of the closet, my husband commented, “I like that dress.” And both me and myself were pleased.
We ended up going to a restaurant that we always do. It was lovely, although not as lovely as usual. The food was not on par with our past experiences. It is an outdoor restaurant.
I wore the dress to the post office later in the week and I had two people stop me to tell me that they just loved the red embroidery.
Now I will never know where those bodies are buried.
Don’t look too closely at those mounds behind me.
Do you have a fear of wearing red? Do you talk to yourself in public? Do you always go to the same place on a date? If the meal was not up to par would you say something? I will admit that I said nothing. It would have made my face red even thinking of doing so. And one spot of red was enough for one night.