Beneath the Wraps

            Last week Richard took Jai and her friend prom shopping.  I had planned to go with them but was feeling dizzy and nauseous and thought it might be better just to stay home – not that it was a huge sacrifice on my part NOT to go shopping.  Anyone who has read my blog from the beginning or just certain posts KNOWS that I am not a shopper by any means.  Jai’s not much of a shopper either or girly, although she has been interested in dressing up for prom in something frilly.            Jaime had chosen a tiered pink dress that really did not seem to fit her taste.    I don’t know if she really liked it or just felt pressure from Richard and Ruth.    I know she got the shoes just to shut them up, but was not comfortable wearing them. When she modeled the items for me, I noticed that the back did not zip all the way.    She was hoping for alterations but the fabric seemed to s...

I did have a few photos of me at various dances such as my high school Junior Prom.   It was held at the capitol building and I had asked a guy that I worked with.   I thought it would be cool to attend the junior prom in my junior year but was not popular enough to be asked out.   Thus I had asked someone who went to another high school and school district. We both felt like outcast in this luxurious room full of students that neither of us shared commonalities.   We left and went to Snelgroves (the ice cream parlor where both of us worked) and had some ice cream.   Afterwards we decided to go to a disco scene called The Front Page.   We were serverly overdressed – but had a lot more fun at the Front Page than at the capitol building.   There was another dance I had attended when I had gone to at Ricks College – I don’t even remember the theme or dance name.   I remember my date making pom-pom figures to match what we were wearing.   I thi...

             Whenever Roland and I happen to be watching Game Shows together, without fail he will ask what I think about the dresses the models are wearing.           “What do you think of that dress?”           “I bet that dress would look good on you.”           “Would you wear that dress?”           I’m flattered that he believes I would be able to fit into anything that a game show model is wearing as I was not that size since college.   Overall I’m really NOT impressed with whatever.   I would be even less impressed if it did come in my size.   There are just some fashions that somebody my shape should NOT be wearing.           “Do you like that dress?” he asked yesterday as we were watching The Price...