It's one month until my 31st birthday, and this Fashion Friday post reminded me of when I was shopping for my party dress. Last year on my 30th birthday, I was on the hunt for a fabulous and glamourous dress to celebrate. What better way to ring in your 3rd decade than shoving yourself into a tight, too-short dress, wearing super high uncomfortable heels, three pounds of makeup, and drinking yourself into oblivion? Sounds like my kind of birthday.
I searched high and low for a ridiculous dress- I went to three malls and checked out my staple stores- Zara, H&M, the Bay, Mendocino- I found nothing. A few days before my big day, I went to the Eaton Centre and snuck into Forever 21 with my hoodie up and my sunglasses on. I have nothing against Forever 21, by the way... but because I teach high school students, I would like to separate myself slightly. It also never fails that I run into my students when I'm trying on slutty clothes in the changeroom, and I get embarrassed.
Actually, they get embarrassed and usually run in the opposite direction. I dig that.
Surrounded by teens and tweens, I marched my 30-year-old saggy ass into the store, waited in line for the 15-year old to let me into the changeroom, and found my dress. I sent a photo to a 21-year-old friend of mine who reassured me that I could pull it off. It was $29.99, asymmetrical, silver, and had a cut out in the stomach. Totally too young for me.
It was perfect.
|Yes, this is 17-year-old Selena Gomez wearing the same dress.|
My vote: Me.