Am I the only one who can't seem to find dresses that fit to save my life? I've tried ordering tall sizes online, rifling through racks at the mall, ordering non-tall sizes online etc. etc. At this point, maybe I need to take up sewing? You're probably sick of hearing all about my dress shopping woes but here comes another round.
I'm sick of wearing boring-ole-blah dress pants for work and Army events, so I've been on the hunt for some frocks. I ordered a tall dress from Loft in a size 6 AND 8 thinking that one of them would SURELY fit. The 6 fit perfectly on top but I had to shake and shimmy my hips and bum in a most unseemly fashion in an attempt to get danged thing down over my bottom half. Not wanting to bust a seam, I ultimately gave up and moved on to the 8. Of course, this one was totally baggy on top and fit great on the bottom. If I had loved the dress enough, I suppose I could have taken it to a tailor and had the top taken in, but it certainly was not worth it so back to Loft they went.
Then I said to myself "Self - If you're ordering a dress online, you can't order a dress that's fitted all the way down. You need to order a fit and flare style to accommodate your size large caboose and things." (I will admit - I talk to myself a lot these days. I'm not quite sure what to make of this habit ) There has been some chatter about ASOS by some of my tall bloggy/twitty friends, and I figured I might as well give one of the dresses a try. In keeping with my recent belt obsession, I bought this lovely midi dress in teal. I put it on...tried to contain myself when it fit over my hips, reached for the zipper in the back and thought "Are you flippin kidding me?!?!?" when the zipper grew weary of its travels halfway up. As you can see, Mr. L3 was able to zip it up for me, but let me tell you, this thing was SKIN TIGHT in the bodice portion. It didn't look bad per se, but I couldn't exactly take a full breath while wearing it. (Is this how corsets feel)? Can you tell I've given up trying to smile and look good when I take my self portraits? Mr. L3 was busy cooking up a storm in the kitchen and from the muttering and banging around I was hearing, I think he was having a bit of a kitchen disaster, so I didn't want to trouble him to take a pic.
This is how I know I'm all grown up and mature. A 20 year old me would have kept the dress because I loved the color, it was really slimming and looked good (despite the discomfort of not being able to breathe), was just the length I was looking for, had a full skirt and cool belt. But the 30 old wise/mature me knows better than to keep something that isn't comfortable. So back it went. Unfortunately, the size 8 was sold out. BLAH! Thank goodness ASOS has free shipping AND returns otherwise I would have been REALLY disgruntled.
Maybe I will strike gold in the dress department at the Long Tall Sally pop-up shop in Atlanta in June, or maybe not since I didn't exactly have good luck finding a dress at the last one I went to. Where the heck do you find your dresses? I need all the suggestions I can get.