At some point I am going to need to go through all of my clothes and ditch the old stuff in preparation for my move. But today isn’t that day.
It is, however, the day that I happened across the dress that I wore for my high school graduation way back in 1992.
So I did what any 37-year-old woman would do 19 years after graduation—I tried on the dress. And it fit.
I have several dresses from high school and my 20s that I’ve saved. It may seem strange to have kept them—knowing full-well I’ll never wear them again—but I just know how upset I am that my mom get rid of her awesome clothes from the 60s and 70s. The few pieces that she kept I’ve managed to borrow on occasion (and I’ve been given a couple, too) but there are some dresses I’ve seen in old photos that I’m so distraught over not being able to steal borrow.
Which brings me to why I’ve saved my “best” dresses from the past: So that I can one day pass them on to my daughter. Of course, as a childless widow, the chances of that happening are now slimmer than ever before. So instead, I hope to one day pass them on to my nieces. Only, I don’t know that they’ll want them.
Oh, what a dilemma!
But, all of that said, since the dresses seem to fit—and since the 90s seem to be coming back in style—maybe I should start wearing them again?
No, wait. I think I remember some rule that goes something like: “If you wore it when it was fashionable the first time around, you’re not allowed to wear it when it becomes retro-awesome.”
Oh well. Anyone want some awesome dresses from the 1990s for their daughters? …