The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Dress up games

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Yeah, so, I fell in love with a dress at the Vintage Fashion Expo in San Francisco this weekend.

I saw the 60s dress on a mannequin, and I was immediately drawn to it. The light blue color and the cute neckline … I thought it would look really good with my hair. Plus, David has an awesome 60s shark skin blue suit. We would look smashing together, so very “Mad Men”-esque.

I wanted to try on the dress, but I didn’t have the guts to ask the man who was working the booth, so I killed time looking at other dresses in the booth until I could work up the courage. In the meantime, several other women approached him about the dress.

Woman: “Can I try on this dress?”
Vintage Clothing Man: “It won’t fit you.”
Another Woman: “Can I try on this dress?”
Vintage Clothing Man: “It’s too long for you.”

Now, I was definitely too scared to ask. I didn’t want to get denied. Then David walks up to the booth. “This dress is great. You should try it on.” And before I can tell him about the others before who wanted to try on the dress, David asked, “Can she try on this dress?”

The man looked me up and down: “Can I measure you?”

Me: “Sure, why not?”

The man measured me: “It will fit. You may try it on.”

Feeling like I had just won something, I took the dress into the dressing area, which was a communal area with curtains around it. I walked in with the dress and three different women said, “I asked to try on that dress and he said no.”

I put on the dress, and one of the ladies helped me zip it up: “Wow,” she said. “Please tell me you are going to buy this dress.”

When I walked out of the dressing room, Vintage Clothing Man was so pleased: “It’s perfect.”

Sadly, it cost a little more than I wanted to spend, and David thought we should think about it. So, we told Vintage Clothing Man we wanted to look around more. He understood, but I could tell he was disappointed.

David and I walked around the expo a little, and as we walked by the booth again, the dress was back on the mannequin. “That mannequin is wearing my dress,” I said, sadly.

“We’re getting that dress,” David said. “Let’s go.”

And just like that, David bought me my first vintage dress.

It's not the best picture of me, but it's a cute picture of the dress.

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Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/mocker/goober/mother in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, podcast, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

7 thoughts on “Dress up games

  1. Um, DUDE. It is STUNNING. Great dress, and it looks awesome on you. So glad you bought it. 🙂

  2. You look maaaarvelous! Love the color.

  3. It looks like it was made for you!

  4. That was a must buy. It was definitely the seller’s favorite dress. It looks new and it fit perfectly. Sonia looked fetching.

  5. Holy shizzle, that is awesome! And I’m sad I missed the Expo.

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