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Black attire party – but that night I scored there’re many different styles of ball gown costumes to choose from -each evoking another feeling of time period and elegance. Lesson of the Little Black Dress Party is that you win some, and you lose some in the game of self discovery.

They have been fantastic.

I also learned that I’m serious about my credo that life is short and you’d better not take it half an hour. I have a great story. It was a win for all of us. We danced. I learned, despite what I need to believe about myself, I’m not impervious to the need to fit in.

Two inappropriate outfits, the women there have a great story about the weirdo who wore not one. We had a blast. Unable to stand the embarrassment any longer, Know what, I remember I have a pair of jeans in the car and two my bags kids’ clothes for Goodwill in the trunk. Sold! Seriously. You’re welcome for the visual. It is a major improvement to my look. You see, I shimmy into the jeans in the front seat of the car in a ‘welllit’ parking lot, like the classy woman I am. I even have a nicer pair of jeweled ‘flipflops’ in my car. I dig out my 12 year old daughter’s dance tank top. You should take this seriously. We’ve all been there and know it’s not easy. Now pay attention please. It’s grey with bedazzled, Peace Love Dance on it.

I idiotically think I’ll blend in.

I won’t lie.

I knew, if nothing else, it should be a ‘kickass’ story. With that said, the Meredith Myth was busted. It was hard. Now let me tell you something. I wanted a little, grey dress so bad it hurt. To be honest I like to sell myself as the woman type that wouldn’t really care about any of this…and happily a huge part of me did not. That night I scored intending to say yes. Besides, you no information everyone must be in grey dresses and felt terrible as we all realized the truth of the situation. She cheered me on in myoutfitand thought I was the world’s greatest sport.She’s a super nice person…way nicer than me. Since lately I had been indulging my dark side in a revenge fantasy against someone who tally had it coming, I’ll take nice.

We pull into the parking lot and it’s full of women wearing grey cocktail dresses.

Rhinestones.

My husband was like, Not everyone is wearing a blackish dress. Fancy ones. High, sexy heels. My es haven’t been pedicured since about April. With pearls. I’m wearing dirty, beach, Sanuk flipflops. Nonetheless. Known you’re just seeing that. Generally, I say, Everyone is wearing a blackish dress. For the most part there’s sequins. Considering the above said. For now, I realize my husband is either really sweet or completely blind,and I consider knocking out my friend and wearing her blackish dress. Come on. Whenever praying to a god I don’t believe in, that so it is some elaborate joke, m hoping. I’m starring in a brand new reality show called, The Real Housewives of What Not To Wear. You should take this seriously. I look, desperately, for hidden cameras, or Ashton Kutcher revivingPunked.

We walk up to the venue and most of us know that there is a roped off redish carpet and signs everywhere that say, Little Black Dress Party.

I’ve gone to the belly of the beast.

At the time, I’m not even sure I knew what a virgin was, andfigured she was having a nervous breakdown. Forget character building and individuality. On p of that, while slamming of her hand on our desks, it reminded me. Of my 8th grade English teacher who. For some crazy reason, ld us, that you weren’t really a virgin if nobody had ever asked you to have sex. There’s more info about this stuff here. I was shaken to the core of not fitting in, of people judging me, and I’m here to say…it’s not fun. It’s super easy to define your personality without ever being in a particular situation. Remember, well, I’m not a virgin anymore. Keep reading. Later in lifespan, Know what, I got it. The question is. Will someone, please, for the love of god, get me a little, goddamn, grey dress?

I have been tested.

It’s a concert.

I’m wearing a denim skirt, a $ 99 tank p from Old Navy that says Aloha on it, beach flip flops, and, certainly, a flower in my hair. Neither of us gives it another thought. Nevertheless, I panic. Did you hear of something like this before? I get to my friend’s house and she’s wearing a cute, little, blackish dress with a fancy necklace and earrings. I actually figure it’s some inside fan thing, she’s a huge Better Than Ezra fan. My husband’s like, you’re fine. She checked and it was optional, my friend explains that the grey dress thing was part of the radio promotion.

Turns out it’s not really a concert.

It’s a radio sponsored cocktail party with a DJ and a Little Black Dress theme,I think, maybe, to support breast cancer or some other noble cause I look like I’m mocking.Better than Ezrais scheduled to play for 30 minutes.

I’m tally screwed. She said something like, Hey, I won four tickets on the radio to seeBetter than Ezra, do you and Dan seek for to go? On p of this, it’s, apparently, a Little Black Dress Party. Just keep reading. My friend invited me to aBetter Than Ezraconcert. Now look, the important part to understand is that the words Little, Black, Dress, and also Party were never spoken, in any order, at any time, now I’m paraphrasing here. Notice that right? I say YES to life! Usually. I say yes. I don’tgive amoment’s thought to what I will wear being that I’m fortysomething and it’s a concert. I’m so solidly secure with myself, that screw it, I’m happy I don’t have on a little blackish dress, that incidentally I have dozens of cute ones hanging uselessly in my closet 30 miles away. You can find some more information about this stuff here. I make the majority of it.

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