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When I purchased the Free People White Romance Maxi Dress (sold out, very similar here) at the beginning of 2013, I knew I wanted to wear it on my trip to Seattle with my husband that same year. We went and saw Teatro Zinzanni in a 1920s circus tent and it was just perfect for the occasion.

But after being chased down the street by two very intoxicated young men asking me to marry them after the performance was over (my husband was on the other side of the street trying to hail a cab), I had not worn it again. I did not need any more random proposals. I guess this dress conjures up an image of a bride to some people.

It is long. It is flowy. Intricately embroidered. And white.

So, I don’t know why that could be.

The other day, I had a brave moment and decided to wear the dress again.

Out of the house.

We went out to lunch and then stopped at the rose garden. It was a lovely, beautiful day.

I did not get one proposal. Looks, yes. Many, many curious looks. But not one proposal. I am assuming they either thought I had all ready received one based on the dress.

Or they would have proposed I attend a different sort of place where everyone wears white. And the rooms are lovely.

And padded.

If you look at this picture closely, you can see that I did not attract a proposal, but I did attract some sort of mysterious presence.

Because that sentence does not just confirm what I had said earlier.

I will take a ball of light over young intoxicated men any day.

What do you think it was? My guess is a traveling gnome. Would you wear a long white dress on any day besides your wedding day?

* I shared this on The Pleated Poppy!

My husband and I went to a wedding in September. It was beautiful. It was in wine country and just lovely. I was excited to get a chance to wear my Flounced Lace Dress from Anthropologie again. I had purchased it in March to wear to a luau. I also figured it would make a great dress to attend a wedding in.

It was very comfortable and the color is so pretty!

It was the wedding of one of my husband’s coworkers. As such, I had to be on my best behavior. I tend to be a wee bit crazy at parties. Don’t believe me? Aww. I would love to post some pictures as proof (which I unfortunately have), but the children… The children. Just imagine it.

So, you can kind of see why my husband was just a tad bit worried. I had been to a work engagement before. I was so very boring that later someone told my husband they did not want to offend me by drinking in front of me. Giggle.

I believe I was the epitome of a “lady” at the wedding. I even drank. Well, alot. But I kept myself “in check.” The only thing is: They had these cheese rolls at the wedding. I want them forever. I want them as my last meal. The waitress kept sneaking me more. It was kind of awesome. And could quite possibly be the reason I felt no affects from the alcohol. And why I gained two pounds that week.

The cake was adorable featuring miniature versions of the couple’s dogs.

And it tasted heavenly. Of course, I was so stuffed on cheese bread, I only had one bite.

There is just something about a wedding. I cried during both of the parent’s speeches. I could imagine it was me talking to my children. This made me so sad, I stuffed more cheese bread in my mouth to feel better.

One thing that stuck with me was a part of the father of the bride’s speech. He said, “All I wish for you is that you will be happy. I do not care about fancy cars or big houses. Forget the expensive trips. Just be happy. That is all I can ask for you.”

Isn’t that all any of us can ask for?

To be happy. Why is that sometimes such a big task?

He ended his speech with, “To the death.” This almost made me spit out my cheese bread and wine. Have you ever heard that before?

Have you been to any weddings recently? Were you on your best behavior? And, more importantly, what did you wear?

* I shared this on The Pleated Poppy!

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