A Fine Dime: Another Black Dress
I know, it’s been forever since I’ve done one of these posts! I think that is partially because I’ve not been well and no one is impressed with sweat pants and tee shirts. 
The other part is that I haven’t been shopping much lately and thus not had a lot of new content. If all the people who said they’d do guest post would send theirs in, (ahem… HINT HINT) we’d be ok, but for now you’ll just have to be patient. I guess my last excuse is that when I’m actually dressed up, I don’t always think to take a picture of myself…
Today’s A Fine Dime is another black dress. I love black dresses- even if they are cheap or old, they still have a classy edge to them.
Sorry about the blurry quality- my nephew took it with my phone because I was running late to (hostessing) as shower.
Dress: Old Navy, $2 from a garage sale. I originally didn’t want this dress because it was a shapeless sack sort of a dress. I really liked the sleeves and since it was so cheap I decided to give it a try, figuring I could belt it. I’m so glad I got it now!
Belt- $4, Plato’s Closet. It’s a red-ish orange with a dark chocolate brown stripe and bronze medallion clasp. Most of my clothes are pretty neutral so I knew it would match a lot of things. I decided that I loved the pop of color on my black dress and the casual nature of the belt made me look a little less fancy.
Stilettos- $7, Jessica Simpson from a thrift store. (Potter’s House) Yeah, Yeah I was a little grossed out at first but after I thoroughly cleaned them off I was in love! The fact is that these 5 inch heels are pretty easy to walk in because they have a wide, platform base AND they are a good brand! Now these aren’t Jimmy Choos, BUT I’ve always loved the Jessica Simpson brand and was thrilled to find this great basic pump!
Jewelry- Forever 21, a gift. A faux diamond bracelet and earring studs. Forever 21 has affordable, trendy jewelry. At first I didn’t want to put diamonds because of the bronze in the belt then I decided WHO CARED? and went with it.
Hair- I flat ironed it and kept it simple.
In which I almost knocked over an elder in my church (while wearing amazing heels…)
I love heels. If you follow me on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram you may have saw a picture of some killer heels that I wore recently. I got them at a thrift store and they were exactly the brand and PRICE I was wanting.
Now I feel sassy, grown-up and classy wearing them with my skinny jeans. I’ve met my first goal of my New Year, New You series that I’m writing about in my Exercise Nothings tab- I didn’t really talk about it but my goal was to fit comfortably in my jeans that I had muffin-topped out of over the summer and fall.
Starting to run had multiple goals, the first of which was to re-fit myself in my jeans…. Since I’ve really not lost that much weight, getting into my jeans is pretty encouraging since it shows I’ve lost inches. (shooting myself that I didn’t measure myself before starting to exercise!)
THAT BEING SAID, I got dressed and went to church. My church is the type that jeans are ok in… which is great with me because it’s cheaper to go to a casual church. I love my church and the random, eclectic people that attend. I love the large influx of college students in the spring and fall. It makes the atmosphere different. I enjoyed the sermon, the challenges and the worship music.
After the service, while the band still was playing, an elder of our church came up to me and gave me a hug. He is a grandfatherly type, full of hugs and encouragement. I leaned over to embrace him and lost my footing in my high heels… grabbed on to him, clinging and felt him loose his balance too. We slowly leaned back- with complete eye contact- about to collapse into the chairs behind us… it was in slow motion… I felt myself teetering more and more and images flashed through my head of sprawling out on the floor, knocking over chairs and the elder breaking his hip or leg… ohhh and Ben would never let me live this down…
and somehow, and I’m not sure if an angel swooped in or what but suddenly we were standing upright, awkwardly chucking. We separated and made polite chit-chat for a few minutes. Wanting to slap myself in the forehead as he walked away, I noticed his wife was also wearing high heels and wondered if this ever happened to her… probably not, she has that aura of class that I hope and pray to achieve some day!!!
To some, this may serve as a cautionary tale to NOT to wear your super high stiletto heels… but for me, the risk comes with the reward of the almost 5 extra inches and feeling of accompanying sass. Ohhhhh yes, it’s worth it.
