Susan Spess Shay

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I found it!

I found the dress I’m wearing to the wedding. Thank goodness for sisters. 🙂 If it weren’t for my sweet sibling, Sister Debbie, I never would have found it.

Sister Deb lives disguised as a mild mannered woman, good sister, and great friend, but I’ve discovered she’s a superhero. Finding and purchasing is her super-skill. (But mostly cute clothes, shoes and fun stuff.) Her name is SUPER-SHOPPER! (Think Superman theme song.)

Shhhh! Don’t tell anyone. Her arch-enemy is always trying to thwart her, but she’ll never let him win! (I’m not sure who her arch-enemy is, but when I figure it out, I’ll let you know.)

She’s able to leap tall obsticles in a single bound. She keeps in mind what she’s looking for, the–ahem–size and style she wants and works her way through rack after rack. She can even look at a store from the street and tell if it might have what we need or not.

I’m telling you, she’s good! I think she missed her calling. She could be a personal shopper, spend other people’s money and probably become a billionaire.

I’ll be all alone today because Super-Shopper has to be Grandmommie and play with gd#2. I have to get my gilflirted pinky checked (sigh) and find out if I can have a regular manicure for the wedding or if I have to find a place that’ll attach some feathers to my pinky tape for camouflage.

Afterward, I’ll be on the hunt (by myself 😦 ) for a pair of very blingy shoes to brighten up my dress for the wedding. I’ve been to Dillard’s (found 3 pairs to buy, but not a thing for the wedding) and Macy’s, but I didn’t see what I want. I’m not really sure where to go next.


Signed–Shopping Dud


*Wedding Dress Blues Continued

I don’t know what I’m doing wrong, but I lost the rest of my last post, so here’s where we left off . . .

This is the first dress that caught my eye. Yes, that’s the entire dress. No leggings to go with it and, thanks to Cher’s pioneering efforts, perfectly acceptable for me to wear (if I was tan, svelte and had super high heels to wear with it) to my son’s wedding.

Not.  🙂

Here’s the next one I pulled out. I think I remember wearing that same dress to my first piano recital (I was 7) except in a different color.

Question: I’m not up on all the latest fashion rules and regs for MOGs, but if a mom wears all black to her son’s wedding, is she transmitting a silent message? As if she’s in mourning or something?

Because I absolutely would not want to do that either of my sons’ weddings. I love both my dil2bs. 

Back to my shopping adventure. Clears throat. Sighs.

Not a map of Russia.

Wait. Maybe that is a map of Russia worked into this jacket. I can’t remember now why this one wouldn’t work. Size? Or maybe it had a long skirt and I don’t want to wear long. (Daytime wedding.)

I remembered they have some dresses and skirts and things in the separates department, so I hopped the escalator and zipped down there. Here’s what I found.

When I saw these oversized garments on the skinny mannequin bodies, a vision of starving orphans in a foreign country came to mind. And one question.


Finally I found this dress.

I texted Sister Debbie that I now understood what Sackcloth was in the Bible.

She texted back, “Are you going to wear ashes with it?”

If I can’t find something I like better than that? YES! 🙂

I’m starting to think a new pair of jeans with a little bling on the pockets would make a great MOG outfit.

I got some great advice on Facebook the other day. Carol Moore said when her boys got married she was told to wear beige and keep her mouth shut.

I laughed out loud!

So what do you think is best for a MOG? Lockjaw and beige? Black? Any color at all as long as the spandex in the fabric doesn’t suck it so tightly, I look like the Michelin Tire Man?

Any votes for blingy jeans? 🙂