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One of my favorite movies is Alfred Hitchcock's Rear Window starring James Stewart (my absolute favorite actor of all time) and the gorgeous Grace Kelly. Besides the fact that this movie is still quite a thriller The fashions that Grace Kelly wore in it are stunning! I remember my mom had a similar black and white dress that I would play dress-up in and I wished she had kept it because I swear I would have worn it to my wedding rehearsal dinner.
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Gorgeous green suit. When she took off the jacket she wore a backless sort of wrap blouse that was simply beautiful. It wasn't overly sexy. It just had a smidgen of sexiness by being backless. If I could sew well I would make this blouse in a second. and look at those pearls and bracelet...simply perfect.
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Another beautiful dress. It has illusion sleeves and a very cinched waist. I would probably faint from lack of oxygen, but damn I'd look good! That's only if I lost 40 pounds!This is the problem with these fashions they look great on thinner woman. This little number on me might look like a balloon tied in the middle. I guess the down side to these fashions is that one had to wear a girdle with them. I mean just look at any rerun of I love Lucy...all the women's waists seemed to be painfully cinched.
A few years ago my husband and I were invited to a fancy shmancy party. I knew that I was to see old friends there and that I had gained quite a bit of weight since I last saw them. I bought a great outfit, but it needed a good girdle to make the overall silhouette look nice. I went a few better. I wore hose with a lot of waist control, a spandex girdle ...and a waist cincher.
At first it didn't really bother me; but about two hours in (as chit chat wafted all around me) in my head I heard screaming. I was in girdle agony! My mental screams dominated my brain until a migraine started to form. The metal stays of the waist cincher were stabbing my sides raw and the tightness of the girdle hurt my back. I was miserable!!! There was my old friend comfortable with her extra weight on display loose and fancy free while I was encased in a hellish contraption of my own making.
When we said our last goodbyes with promises of luncheons that were never to be; I waited for my husband to bring the car around (I couldn't walk because In addition to several girdles I had worn very high heels that left me semi paralyze with foot pain). I got into the car and when we were about half a mile away I started to strip myself of the contraptions. when the last of it was off and I peeled off the shoes from my swollen feet I had the nerve to look at my Husband and say...
"That was fun we should do that more often."
