I've been trying to find an outfit for my brother's wedding and I've come across a wall of Post-in Note yellow. And sweat pants gray. And Malibu Barbie pink. It's the triumvirate of colors that make me look consumptive.
And animal print. Oh, the animal prints. I tried on several dresses that had it because I believe in the Stacy and Clinton rule of trying everything on. And there were several that looked pretty good on me but I just can't be that girl. The girl who wears a leopard print dress to her brother's wedding. Although think of the jokes I could make when the inevitable question is asked at the reception, "So, are you married?" "No, but I'm on the prowl." Hardy-har-har!
I have also seen a lot of maxi dresses - which would be great considering that we're stopping at a buffet in Vegas on our way out to St. George. But I'm 5'3" and I'd like to stay away from things that make me look even stumpier than I am.
I did end up finding something that wasn't pink, gray, yellow, maxi, or wildernessy. It has a shrug that is the exact same shade of green as both a long coat and a short jacket I own. It looks like green is my new purple. (This is where I would insert a link to the post I wrote about how I had to ban myself from buying purple clothes because I had so many due to my royal inclinations - only, I can't find it.)
Speaking of my brother Casey, did I tell you about the bachelor party my sisters and I threw for him? No, I don't think I did. It was wild. We first stopped off at Grandpa's apartment to deliver some medication, then we went to Honolulu Harry's and ate sweat potato stacks, then we got really crazy and went to Rite-Aid to get Thrify's ice cream cones (Casey got a TRIPLE SCOOP!) then it was back home to hang out with our parents. They could make a reality show about how nuts we are.