I love my friends. They can be supportive, caring...make me laugh when I would rather cry.....and be brutaly honest! Expecially when it comes to clothing. Over the last year I have managed to rid my closet of all my unflattering clothing (mostly due to the nagging of said friends) all except my one, comfy, cotton, very unflattering blue dress. I love this dress, I wear it when I need to run out to Wal Mart or I'm to tired to actually put real clothes on. Its my handy, go to, quick emergency outfit. Well, on July 25, 2009 it died....painfully. The night started out well enough....I wore my comfy dress to Kris's house to get ready for my birthday festivities. The group of us, Beth, Jenny, Kindra, Kris and Anna, were going to dinner and to see Le Reve to celebrate my 31st birthday. I thought I was doing good, had an nice flattering dressy outfit, complete with actual makeup and jewerly! By 11:30 that night, when we got back to Kris's, I was done with pants. I hate pants, they make my back hurt and dang it, I wanted to be comfy....so I changed back into the blue dress and flopped on the couch. At which point Jenny went "Oh hell no! Burn that thing!" there was a debate on weather to use the kitchen sink or fire place to burn it, when suddenly I was being pounced on!! Jenny, Beth and Anna were doing their best to actually rip my dress!!! oh the horror :-) it was kinda funny at first, they couldn't get it to rip! I mean, seriously, the thing was 4 years old and very worn, but no major damage, I knew it was a nice sturdy piece of clothing. But then Jenny cried "There is a hole, get it!!" and that was the end of the dress. I kinda felt like Cinderella with three evil step sisters....after a few moments of manic ripping, Kris was kind enough to stop taking pictures long enough to toss me a blanket for modesty...then went back to taking pictures of the whole thing! They did give me more clothes to actually put on, so I wasn't left in my bra and undies. But then they started taking the ripped pieces and tying the on their heads like bandanas! My crazy pirate/gangster friends were reveling in the death of the blue dress! and the next morning when I told Gary about it, he was rejoicing right along with them....
