Tight Dress

I have posted that I will be returning home for my 20th High School Reunion. I am not sure if I mentioned the dress I propose wearing. It is a very tight Club Monaco number and is naturally black, in case you wished to know.

Tight clothing to impress people I have not seen for 20 years who were probably never even bothered by my existence back then seems strange. Why do I feel the need to impress? This is not my usual MO.

We have all aged but want to give the illusion of being youthful. We want to ensure that time has treated us kindly and that wisdom has prevailed. Let's hope wisdom is shown in our clothing choices as it was slim pickings growing up. This was the 70s and 80s. The 80s was the decade taste forgot in many ways. Most of the people I still know will giggle like their younger selves after a glass or 2.

Spurred on by this purchase and need to squeeze into said creation I have had to return to the gym. I do a form of circuit training that leaves me sweaty and with a smug sense of satisfaction that I exercised.

Muscles have begun to form but there is still the thought that I will have to buy some undergarments that will cut off the remainder of the circulation that the dress left available.I do wonder where my excess will be squeezed. Will I get chubby knees or a 42DD? I know which is preferable.

It is the kind of legal modern-day torture that leaves me wondering why the corset and other restrictive items of clothing were ever abandoned. We are constantly seeking the perfect look and to achieve this illusion we will stop at nothing. I am buying into it which makes me as ridiculous and vain as others.

It is all false advertising, like a padded bra. Remember the scene in "Animal House" where such deception is revealed before the young lady passes out? I laughed.

I will be vain and not care but will be relieved when I can unloosen the clasps and let it all hang out!