|Roxie goes shopping at Boston's Mac Macy's|
With a sharp rap, the pesky sales woman was back with a vengeance. "How we doing, sweetie? Any of those a possibility?"
"No! They all look like shit on me." Then remembering that none of this was the woman's fault, she added, "I'm sorry. Do you think you could bring me the other bunch of size 5s? The ones I left near the cashier?"
"But didn't you already try those on, dear?"
" Yeah, I did. But I'm thinking that maybe a couple of them were okay. I can't remember."
There was a moment's pause, and the woman, determined to salvage some of the past two hours with a sale, forced a cheerful "No problem" from her lips.
Maybe this whole fiasco with the dress was a sign she should forget about going to Maureen O'Kenney's wedding. Just not show up. It wasn't as if anyone there would miss her. And it was even more doubtful that there'd be a decent opportunity to talk to the groom about a future job as a Deputy. Not in the midst of his own wedding reception. Plus, staying home would allow her to put off having to face Kevin. Or rather, Fr. O'Kenney, as it now was. Sending last minute regrets...a bad case of the flu...work problems...whatever...would save her from dealing with what was sure to be a lot of awkward moments.
But the thought made her guilty, as if she were some type of quitter. A coward. She had just spent time with Maureen at her bridal showers, and had promised, on her honor, that she was going to show up to this circus. Mo had even arranged for her to share an overnight room with her Maid of Honor, Allison, who always seemed up for some fun, and who had begged for the company. To back out now, at this late date, would be rather rude, and surely hurt Maureen's feelings. Besides, she was curious to meet her friend's future husband. Despite the fact that he was heir to some big ass fortune, information on the internet about him was sparse, and the few images she found were several years old. One thing was sure, if he still looked anything like he did in those photos, Momo was a hell of a lucky girl.
The clerk returned with the stack of requested dresses, beaming a I-need-the-commission smile, and dragging along a few size 7s...on a lark...reminding her the store offered free alterations if needed. Locked in the tiny cubicle, Roxie held up one dress after another, not even sure what was appropriate for "a good friend marrying a rich guy" kind of affair. For the most part, she was either at school, where the dress code consisted of leggings, jeans, and t-shirts, or at Ruby's, where clothes weren't a huge part of the evening. She had plenty of apparel for going out to the clubs, and a set of favorite field clothes she wore when she was doing surveillance for her small investigative jobs, but none of those seemed right for the impression she wanted to make. She sure as hell didn't want something that screamed "Exotic Dancer" when she walked through the door, or anything that made her stick out, for that matter. Blending in was the key, and on how to accomplish that objective, she wasn't sure.
Amidst the generous harvest of styles and colors, Roxie managed to narrow the field down to four suitable choices, each one completely different from the others. Sighing, she tried every one on again, fretting and fussing in front of the mirror, and wishing she had brought some one along for the benefit of a second opinion.
Poor Roxie! She's been in that dressing room for several hours, and could really use your help in deciding which dress is right for Ted and Maureen's upcoming wedding. Can you offer her a second opinion?
Below are photographs of her final four choices. Select the one you think is the best choice for the Dollyville nuptials, and leave your suggestion in the comment space. Keep in mind, all the dresses will receive "alterations" before the big day, and accessories will be added once the right dress is chosen. Roxie will abide by your decision, and the dress with the most votes is the one she'll wear in that post. In addition, just to make this a bit more fun, every reader who comments will be entered into a drawing for a surprise give away. (Which neither Roxie or I have a clue as to what it might be, but we're both sure I can find something nice to tickle your mini fancy in my ever growing stash) Voting ends July 6th, and only one vote per reader.
Rox and I look forward to hearing from you! Just no bitchy comments about her large feet, or thick ankles, okay? She's very sensitive about that.
Thanks for all your help!
|Dress # 1 - Soft summer silk|
|Dress # 2 - White linen with blue trim|
|Dress #3 - Pink print cotton sundress|
|Dress #4 - Sleeveless geometric print|
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