Love at First Sight

The moment we laid eyes on each other, it was love at first sight.

Not the girl you crazies, THE DRESS.

Oh, Banana Republic wrap dress, how I love thee! It's as if you were designed by the fashion gods, just for me. And then, as if to taunt me, you went and made yourself all unattainable...being $98 and such.

But that just makes me want you more!

Okay... so the truth is that I don't shop at Banana Republic. Why? Duh. Because I can't afford to! But we all know that I have expensive taste despite my humble upbringing. I can't help it - I like beautiful, quality things. So, normally I would never have even known that this dress in all it's fabulousness existed and I could have gone on living my blissfully expensive dress-ignorant life as normal.

But a year ago I had to was forced to let my company purchase buy a new outfit for a keynote presentation I was doing at work. One of my coworkers in charge of the event gets a sweet discount at Banana Republic, so I walked away with a belt, new jeans, a gorgeous blouse, and a cardigan (worth about $300). It was a rough deal. I protested and suggested we just go to our friendly neighborhood Ross or something, but he wouldn't hear of it. So, naturally I had to give in and just accept the fabulous new clothes graciously. Well, what I didn't realize was that my coworker put my work email address down during the purchase... so now I get all of Banana's promotional emails. Usually I don't even bother looking at them. But for some reason, morbid curiosity made me open one and in it I saw this dress.

I've been like a lovesick puppy ever since. I can't get it out of my mind. But I'm being vigilant! $98 for one dress?! I've said. On MY salary? Preposterous! Laughable! Unthinkable! Though secretly I'm trying to figure out a way to justify it to myself. So far, I've been strong.

But then! But then that stupid, wonderful dress started following me! It's all in my thoughts all of the time and lurking in my subconscious. And then it positioned itself in my work inbox in the form of another email this morning:

Fit to Flatter? Oh, I'm sure! Well, too bad dress! I'm taking a stand now... I wont be had by your silly games! I haven't earned the right to spend $98 on one dress yet, let alone any other one article of clothing (besides MAYBE a jacket - which I wont do because I hate jackets. It's like accepting the cold, which I despise). So, sorry. This love can't be.

PS. True love can withstand the test of time. If you love a thing, let it go. If it comes back to you, it's yours. 

I will find a way.