I Am What I Wore

One girl's quest to streamline and catalog her nostalgia-laden wardrobe.

The Final Dress.

Item: Dress Color/Fabric: Lavender, polyester Designer: Kimchi Blue Where purchased: Urban Outfitters Years Owned: 1.5
Here it is, my friends. My last post of the year! Technically, I will be writing another one tonight, but it won’t post until after midnight, so I guess this is it. And I thought, what a better piece for the final post then my Final Dress?
I call it my Final Dress because it has been with me for the endings of too particular sad endings. I wore this dress on my very last night in Hawaii last year, and also my last day in Spain this year.
I didn’t actually even buy this dress; Nate did. I was at work on a regular unassuming business day, when I got an email that there was a blowout sale at Urban Outfitters online.
You never know what you might find at an UO blowout sale. Sometimes there is just a handful of items, and sometimes there are pages upon pages of great things for less then a fast food value meal. But you have to act quickly, because they disappear in the blink of an eye.
I became very dizzy. I almost passed out. You see, for some strange reason, online shopping is discouraged at my work.
What could I do?
With trembling fingers, I called Nate post haste.
I quickly explained my emergency, and asked if he would be able to go online that very instant and find me some lovely things.
Can you believe that he said yes? What a fine man!
He also chose many wonderful pieces, such as this dress. He has great taste, that man of mine.
On our last night in Hawaii, spent in wacky Honolulu, we contemplated hitting the legendary nightlife there. We knew that we wanted to go out in some capacity, so I wore this dress with gold sandals and my Grecian-inspired gold earrings.
We didn’t end up going dancing, though. I think we were all a touch too melancholy for that. And so we went to Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville, which sounds kind of touristy and lame, I know, but they had fantastic Happy Hour specials. Plus, there was a bartender there we had grown very fond of. I can’t remember his name, though. I remember the important details, such as the dress I was wearing.
There we sat, Kevin, Nate, and I, drinking our very last Mai Tai’s and Longboard Ale’s of Hawaii, trying to think of ways we could come back and live there.
it wasn’t entirely somber, however. Our bartender Whatshisname told some great jokes. Which of course I can’t remember, either.
It was a nice, laid back finish to a truly perfect getaway.
Our last day in Spain was spent in Barcelona. It was our only chance to visit the Sagrada Familia, since it was being consecrated by the Pope the weekend we were there, and impossible to get to. The Sagrada Familia is an absolutely huge cathedral that has been in the process of being built for over 120 years. I had read all about it, and seen pictures, but I was still woefully unprepared for the grandeur.
The outside is like the most enormous sculpture in the world, and you can stare at it for hours, and always discover something that you missed previously. The inside is like an alabaster spaceship with smatterings of rainbow stained glass. It is simply jaw-droppingly amazing.
My only complaint was that we didn’t have long to spend there. Being thwarted by the Pope for much of the weekend, many tourists were in the same position a we were. So we all showed up at once. It took over an hour to get inside, an hour of biting cold wind.
Of course our last day would be cold, dreary, and windy. I guess that makes it easier to leave than when it is beautiful.
I did wish that I had opted for jeans rather than this flimsy dress with tights and boots and a sweater. I convinced myself that it was a warm, practical outfit. I lied.
After the Sagrada, we had to check out of our rock star hotel, and then we headed into the gothic quarter for a few more glimpses of Barcelona.
We really just wandered aimlessly, a desperate attempt to pierce the mysterious heart of that great city. It just didn’t really happen.
I think we need to go back, and try again. I feel like we missed so much there.
I wish that we could just be on a constant vacation, just never stop circling the globe…
The dress I love. I like that it makes the warm/cold weather change so easily. I like that it is ever so slightly metallic, my theme for December. It just gives it a little sparkle. And it comforted me in two sad scenarios. I think I should keep it.
Edit: I never did wear it again, so I’m saying goodbye! Want the Final Dress? It can be yours here!

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2 Comments

  1. ~kevin's avatar
    ~kevin

    I can’t get behind this. It makes me miss Hawaii in such a way that I literally scratch my skin raw. Why does this New Year feel anything but new? Toss…if only for my pain.

    • voltee's avatar

      Stop scratching, Natalie Portman! Let’s go back. That should help.

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