New Year.
So we had a wedding to go to on New Year’s, which I personally think is great. You know what you’re doing, where you’re going, and there’s good food and drinks and fun company! And this couple is particularly fun, so I knew it would be a good time.
Wardrobe was an issue, as I had bought an awesome dress to wear…….back in September. It was maternity, so I figured it’d still be okay by now. And it still fit…it was just…well, this was the dress:
Awesome right? Well, awesome when you’re about as pregnant as the chickie above. I tried it on last weekend for Jonny and my mom and Jonny’s face when he saw it was….well….it basically said it all. Part of it is that I’m really just not a tight dress wearer in general, part of it was that the color was not very concealing, and part of it was that I was just too damned big. So Jonny and my dad’s consensus was it was slightly inapprops, my curves (all of ‘em) were a little too much on display. My mom and I still thought it was cute and maybe wearable. But as I thought about it more, I realized that if I wore it, I’d be that girl…the one who half the wedding guests would be like, yeah! Rock that pregnant body! And the other half would be like, OMG, did you see that pregnant girl’s dress??? And truth be told, I just don’t have the confidence to be that girl. Safe is better. Safe is best.
So, I wore a black little swing dress and some kitten heels (wore regular heels to the ceremony and my back was killing me), painted my nails a lovely shade of mauve, put my hair in a little ponytail and wore some awesome pearl danglies and my mother’s aquamarine statement ring. I was comfortable and felt pretty good.
But I felt even better when another party guest—whose dress and general look I had noticed and admired myself—stopped me randomly to tell me that I was adorable and beautiful and looked exactly the way she hoped she would look pregnant one day. And unless Jonny saw her and paid her beforehand, it was a completely unsolicited comment! I mean…you can’t get much better than that. That and a few other compliments made my wavering self-confidence soar through the roof—maybe I could have pulled off that other dress….hmmm!
Anyway, it was a lovely, warm, celebratory and very fun evening. Best part was Jonny and I had so much fun together…we didn’t really know anybody other than the bride and groom, so other than some random table conversation, we had each other to hang with. It feels good when you realize you have a great person to spend these times, and all others with. And I made it to midnight without falling over! Amazing.
So here’s to 2012…a year of love, hope and new and exciting things. It’s gonna be grand.
