I love parties. I love dressing up, putting on heels, and getting a little fancy for a night. Even if the only occasion I have to do this is the office party. I'll take it.
I've been planning what to wear to our party from the moment I got the invite which was weeks ago.
I'm wearing a little black dress that is short and sassy with long sleeves and the coolest sling back shoes (a splurge at Nordstrom.) I was feeling pretty confident in my outfit until this morning.
We all had an email in our inbox with details on the dress code for the party (which is tomorrow night!!)
Subject line: Ensemble Inspiration
“We are looking forward to seeing you all Wednesday for an evening full of friends, fun and fashion. Ditch the jeans for fur, velvet and plaid."
Are. You. Kidding. Me?
Today is the day before the party. And come on. Look at the inspiration photos. Really??
I don't need this kind of stress.
I'm a planner. I like to plan these things out weeks in advance. I don't do well with last minute changes like this. What am I going to wear?
I told Elli my dilemma as soon as I read the email at 7am this morning.
Elli: Mom, it's not a big deal. No one else cares because no one else plans like you. What about that velvet dress you have? Wear that.
Me: I can't wear that. I have to be skinny to wear that.
Elli: But you are skinny. Right?
Me: (smiling to my daughter who is the best ever): No, not really.
Elli: Well, then why don't you work out tonight so it fits tomorrow.
Me: I don't think I can lose 15 lbs working out tonight. That's not possible.
Elli: It is if you try hard. Work out this morning and tonight.
Me: Uh....it doesn't work that way
Elli: Mom, feel my abs. Look how tight they are.
At this point I was feeling worse, not better. So I went and got the dress out of the closet to see what I was up against. It's not looking good. The dress is cute and sassy. It's been a "go to" holiday dress over the years. it's simple enough that it never goes out of style and the color is a shimmery gray velvet. But, it's clingy.
I can't do it. Too may lumps in the wrong places. I don't even need to try it on to know this. I would have to wear my coat all night which means I'd be sweating like a maniac.
I'm going to wear what I originally planned. I do have a dressy wool coat trimmed in fur that is fabulous. And, lucky for me it's freezing here this week. So I can least make a statement when I walk in.
And come on, we don't work for a fashion brand.
Oh, and did I mention the party is in a dance club?
Maybe I should go in plaid jammies and fur lined slippers. (hahahaha)
That would make a statement.