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Last weekend I had the pleasure of attending my niece’s wedding and not only witnessed the beautiful bride getting hitched, and she did look stunning, but also my daughter in her first ever role as bridesmaid. It was a most joyous occasion and everyone looked dapper dressed up to the nines.
Not wanting to look like the daggy old Aunt, I decided to buy a new frock for the occasion, although there were possibly a couple of prospects lurking in the back of my wardrobe which my husband informed me would look fine. My intention was to buy a dress only – no matching shoes, clutch bag or miscellaneous adornments. I even made a mental note to myself that I was not going overboard, since I have no present employment.
So off I went to Myer, David Jones and other various shops on day one and took a couple of photos of dresses on my iPhone, but nothing really that took my fancy. I decided to troll the boutiques in my nearby suburb and to my absolute delight I found two gorgeous dresses that would be suitable, that fitted perfectly, looked respectable and best of all were priced under $200. Yay, I thought to myself, “mission accomplished”.
After deciding on the pale grey and black lace paneled slim fitting frock, I bought the dress home and tried it on with several pairs of sky-scraper heels that I already had in my shoe rack and made the decision that I would end up an absolute cripple if I wore either pair. So I realized I needed a new pair of lower heeled shoes. I also decided I needed a tummy trimmer undergarment to suck my gut in a bit so that I didn’t look five months ‘up the duff’! Then I realized that my little black clutch bag was a little daggy looking.
Before I knew it my credit card was ‘smoking hot’ and at the last tally was heading towards the $500 mark. I couldn’t believe that it costs so much just to outfit oneself for a modest little occasion. This got me thinking what a high price we pay as women in an attempt to look good.
Also, I am not taking into account the hairdresser’s appointment to get my regrowth done, or the nail polish, lipstick and ‘party feet’ thingy’s for my shoes (so that I wouldn’t be a cripple!)
To make matters worse my hubby just pulled his old trusty black suit out of the wardrobe, gave it a quick iron, selected a long sleeve shirt and tie from his wardrobe and he was ready to rock n’ roll. Easy peasy for him! He didn’t need to worry about matching shoes or bag, extremely uncomfortable tummy control undies, makeup or getting the regrowth done on his non-existent hair. Plainly not fair!
But the good news is that I think I did look pretty fine and like every other dress that I have worn to a wedding will probably get worn to a Melbourne Cup Luncheon later on this year. So I guess the price I paid to look good was worth it in the end!
What do you girls think? Do we pay too much to compete in the fashion stakes?
Kathy was a 50 something year old when she started up this blog 6 years ago, but has since turned over another decade and is now in her early 60s. She is married with two adult children and lives on the Tweed Coast of New South Wales, Australia. Kathy enjoys living life to the fullest and loves to keep fit and active by maintaining a healthy diet and exercising regularly. Some of her interests include reading, photography, travelling, cooking and blogging! Kathy works part-time as a freelance writer but her real passion is travelling and photographing brilliant destinations both within Australia and overseas and writing about it.
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