I bought a little black dress as one of my Twenty.  Of course.  Isn’t this supposed to be the staple of a woman’s closet?  For the umpteenth time, I put it on this morning only to take it off and change into something else.  I can count on one hand the number of times I have worn it.  So here are some lessons I have learned from my little black dress that hangs in my closet.

1) If you are not a “little black dress” kind of person who lives in a “little black dress” kind of world, you should not own a little black dress no matter how many times you hear about it on a morning show or see a portion of a magazine devoted to it.  Some people are not little black dress kinds of people.  I think I may be one of them.  The best use I have gotten out of it all year was when I wore it as part of a Halloween costume.

2) The wrong little black dress destroys the good of the little black dress.  The one I bought seemed to fit perfectly and was exactly what I wanted.  It was simple, sleek, and sophisticated.  Little did I know it would shrink into a shirt after one (hand) washing.  Perhaps I should keep it for my future life as a go-go dancer.

3) If you are a “little black dress” kind of person, please, spend the money on the one that really works for you. I thought the one I bought worked for me. I really did, but it is amazing what we can’t see when our eyes are blinded by a 50% off price tag and a mom that says “I would love to buy you that dress!”

This little black stress experience stirs some shame in me.  I wish I could have chosen better. I wish I had said “thanks mom, I am so grateful you want to buy me this dress, but I don’t think it would be the best purchase.”  Uggg.  I wish I could see this stuff on the front end!

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