Also, the way a dress hangs on a hanger isn't the way it hangs on a body.
Word.
I still remember when I was 16 and shopping for a long dress (because that's what people wore for dress-up in 1972 or so) with my mother. She pulled a dress off the rack that I thought was ugly, with terrible lines. She said "try it on," and I did. It looked great on me. I still wasn't wild about the colors, but the fit was perfect and it did all sort of flattering things for my body shape.
I still mostly can't pull that trick off for myself, but it makes me a lot more willing to try things on.
(There was also the beaded dress that had been marked down from $900 or so to $300 that I had to try on because I knew it would be gorgeous on me -- and it was -- even though I was no way going to spend that kind of money for a dress. I was right, too; but I'm still not sure what about it caught my eye that way.)
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Date: 2010-09-14 02:02 am (UTC)Word.
I still remember when I was 16 and shopping for a long dress (because that's what people wore for dress-up in 1972 or so) with my mother. She pulled a dress off the rack that I thought was ugly, with terrible lines. She said "try it on," and I did. It looked great on me. I still wasn't wild about the colors, but the fit was perfect and it did all sort of flattering things for my body shape.
I still mostly can't pull that trick off for myself, but it makes me a lot more willing to try things on.
(There was also the beaded dress that had been marked down from $900 or so to $300 that I had to try on because I knew it would be gorgeous on me -- and it was -- even though I was no way going to spend that kind of money for a dress. I was right, too; but I'm still not sure what about it caught my eye that way.)