a gala dress . and the lemon juice diet

So, I stopped into my favorite boutique downtown last weekend and I was gobsmacked to see that they were having a mega sale. Now it wasn’t one of those 70% off (just the clothes stuffed onto that little rack in the back of the store) sales, it was 70% off absolutely everything! Much to the dismay of my husband, I scoured the racks (about 3 or 4 times…just to make sure I didn’t miss anything). You see, I’m off to the The Special Event Show 2009 in San Diego and we’re up for an award.

I tried on virtually every dress in the store. Some were too big, too small, too short or too long. Then the owner went into the back room and brought out a dress that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I snatched it out of her eager hands and quite literally stuffed my booty into it. Now this is probably where you think I’m going to say that it fit ‘just right’. But, in fact, it was a wee bit too small. About 1/2 size to be exact.

I stood in that change room for about a 1/2 hr, looking at myself from every direction…trying to ignore the ‘pulling’ at the front of the dress. “It’s Lucian Matis, for Gosh sakes…”, “I mean, I did eat an entire tin of Oma’s moon cookies over the holidays. I MUST have gained 3 or 4 pounds from that alone!!??”, I muttered. I convinced myself that with a rigorous program of Wii Fit every night and perhaps a much needed cleanse, I could shed the few pounds that made me look a little like a sausage in casing in that gorgeous silk dress.

With a little less than 3 weeks, and counting, to go…please wish me good luck. I forewarn everyone I plan to meet at the show that I may be a tad on the grouchy side.

Oh, and here’s a sneak peak of the dress….aaaaah.

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image via elle