The employee asked me if I wanted a wedding dress. I said no, for the above reason. He said We'll never sell them and they are taking up a lot of space. You can have them for $3 each.
I felt a bit sorry for him. So I picked out JUST ONE, figuring I could perhaps take it to the Buffalo Exchange for Halloween. I took a silk one and thought that the creative and handy Miss Em could use the fabric for something. Two possibilities.
Miss Em and I asked at the Buf. No, they didn't want wedding dresses for Halloween. Miss Em thought the dress was too nice to cut up. We put it in the DONATE pile.
Then--the fateful sentence: Maybe I'll try this on. Then an exclamation: It fits perfectly.
We put it back in the DONATE pile. Miss Em is not planning a wedding at the moment and she's sufficiently contrarian to NOT want a traditional white dress.
An hour later, another fateful sentence: I've always wanted to make a Snow Queen costume for Halloween.
No, I am not allowed to post a photo. (Below from Once Upon a Time wiki)
|The Snow Queen|