Out of nowhere, presumably in the interest of shaking things up a bit, he asked her, “Do you want a new dress for the company Christmas party?”
In a moment filled with sinking feelings, she realized she should have read the company party email more carefully to see where it would be held.
She knew he didn’t mean “You have nothing to wear that’s worthy of such an esteemed event” or even “I can’t be seen with someone who dresses like you.” There was no doubt that he meant something like “You deserve a new dress” and “Here’s your chance to buy a little something special to wear.”
Nevertheless, as a die-hard tomboy, she felt panic rising quickly in her. She was unable to concentrate on the book (which couldn’t have been the book’s fault). She started thinking about the raves he had shared about his colleagues, and she started imagining their awesome wives.
“I’ll have to be sure to keep my mouth shut,” she blurted out.
He looked up, confused. The team he was interested in had just scored or fumbled or something.
She had to face facts, and quickly. There was a little over a month before the company Christmas party. She had zero fashion sense outside her comfort zone of jeans and cowboy boots. Though she hated shopping almost as much as she hated wasps and creepy crawly bugs, there was no doubt that shopping would be involved.
Will our heroine find a dress that’s within her budget, that fits her right, and that she likes? Will shoes be a possibility? How about a coat that won’t look dorky and farm girlish over a stylish outfit? You’ll have to stay tuned for the next installment…
I can’t wait to see…I know the right one will come!!! 🙂 It will be captivating!
Okay… (commence rhythmic labor breathing)… you… can…. do… this…
Then: Do what most of us Catholic women (who think MALL is a 4 letter word) do:
Take MARY shopping with us! She brings out the feminine genius in all of us! =]
She should do what the rest of us with no fashion sense do… wear a simple, modest black dress, matching black shoes. Coat? I usually went without during my time going to those dreaded company Christmas parties…
I can’t help but be him in this little vignette, fairly unaware of the storm that was suddenly unleashed. A wonderful, yet understated, intention to be involved with his honey and let her know how much he loved her and wanted her to do something nice for herself because he REALLY likes to be seen with her and show her off because she is his per of great price.
OK, I know we guys can be clueless but my 2 cents goes for that black dress…always fashionable, easy to accessorize, excellent multi-use capability and I have never EVER seen a woman who didn’t look fantastic in one.
I’m sure she would appreciate all these comments. A word about black dresses, though. They DO go out of style. I’m just sayin. (There’s one in a closet, she tells me, that won’t work. At all. Not a chance.)
Perhaps she will offer up the shopping experience and learn a great lesson in the redemptive power of suffering. Or maybe she’ll come limping home, having spent hard earned money on something that’s not horse related or Christmas shopping related or bills paying related, and feel OK about it.
Hard telling. I hear she’s hard to get along with and all that. He will be relieved, of course, when it’s all said and done, her on his arm, glass of something stronger than coffee for both. 🙂
Oh, my prayers are with the shopper. I am facing the same thing here. New city, new company, not a lot of help from dear DH (her: what were the women wearing last year? him: they all looked nice and pretty dressed up). No clue here, hoping for some inspiration when I arrive at the store…
Danielle, I recommend finding a fashion-wise friend…that’s what I’m doing! 🙂 (I’ll say a prayer for you!)
Fashion-wise friend…hmmmm…wish I had me one of those..oh wait, my wife buys all my clothes…never mind….that is an EXCELLENT solution…as long as the shopper allows the fashion-wise friend to show the wisdom and the shopper follows it.
Oh yeah…I think I speak for everyone who reads this blog….pictures are a must!