The Dress

You all have those one or two items in your closet that hold a certain memory or feeling for you. I, especially, associate my clothes with events or how I was feeling when that item was the newbie in my closet. Some people do this with music or smells. For me, however, it is clothes. There is a particular dress that makes me just giddy when I look at it. 

I was 15 and it was 2008. Seth Morrison had just asked me to homecoming, which was in two weeks. I was completely out of my mind excited because I never thought I was going to get to do all those "high school" things that my unique approach to school didn't include. On the other hand, didn't he know a girl like me needed way longer than two weeks to pick out the perfect dress?????? Thankfully, my mom knew before me and had scouted out a dress that she said, "just looked like it belonged to me". So off we went to Anthropologie, a store she had previously avoided me discovering. Immediately I knew I had found my own personal style haven. There were no mini skirts or tacky polyester shirts in sight. Things were classic, lovely, and modest! The Anthropologie girl was something I could relate too. She didn't have to wear low cut shirts or too tight pants to be pretty and attractive. Thus began a romance still thriving to this day. Needless to say the dress was perfect. It was classy and covered everything it was supposed to. It had polka dots and a bow to keep it fun. Most importantly, when I put it on all I wanted to do was twirl. That's when you know it's right.

Fast forward to the night of homecoming. I felt like a princess in my perfect, polka dot dress. He gasped when he saw me so that had to mean something right? As his parents drove us up to the school I caught glimpses of the other girls all dolled up. Then it hit me. This was a HIGH SCHOOL HOMECOMING! Classy and refined was not exactly their goal. Some of their "dresses" had to have been meant to be shirts. Everything was skin tight and definitely not from Anthropologie. I panicked. Do I look like a gramma? Should I have gotten a sequined, mini dress? Thankfully the freak out was momentary. I remembered that I was not a sequined, mini dress girl. He hadn't asked me because he was expecting me to be one either. I had confidence because I knew who I was and I had dressed myself accordingly. So I gathered up my courage, put a smile on my face, and walked into the dance arm in arm with someone who actually liked me better for being an Anthropologie girl. I twirled all night and for the second time that week, thus began a romance still thriving to this day. 

1 Timothy 2:9

Likewise also that women should adorn themselves in respectable apparel, with modesty and self-control...