Who is jetting off tomorrow to Sonoma, California for a long weekend of wine and debauchery with her buddy The Kaiser?
Who decided that she was sorely lacking in the debauchery-appropriate wardrobe?
Shall we review the day’s shopping bounty?
First up, the Zadge finally gave in to the whole Maxi dress trend. She has resisted it for a year now, thinking that everyone other than Elle McPherson looked like a blob-in-a-tent wearing one. Well, the Zadge ain’t no supermodel but she is super tall and, if you ignore the pesky gelatinous muffin top, relatively thin, so she decided to give it a shot. This one is made of soft and stretchy cotton, with a flattering A-line, perfect for hiding the three pounds the Zadge intends to gain this weekend:
Of course, this shopping trip involved the trauma of having to disrobe in Nordstrom’s dressing rooms. Maybe it’s only us lucky Denverites, but the lighting in our local Nordstrom is so utterly horrific and distorting, that Kate Middleton could walk in one and think she needs emergency liposuction.
What does a girl do when faced with such body horror in the mirror? Run to the shoe department, of course. Sure, they may have bunions, but the feets got no muffin top. And the new outfits cried out for some new kicks.
She thought they’d compliment the white jeans outfits. (“Oh, hello, white jeans, don’t you look cute with that silk blouse?”)
So the Zadge was all excited, picturing herself fashionably and seasonally attired, romping around the golden vineyards of Sonoma, picnicking under the warm sun, quaffing locally harvested wine and soft organic cheese with the Kaiser.