Breathing is for Rookies

Going through my closet this morning, trying to find that perfect balance between what is office appropriate (we have clients on site today), what is temperature appropriate for the two extremes of inside versus outside and what would suit my whim this fine Tuesday morning, I remembered the latter is the only thing that truly matters. My whimsy, it seemed hearkened me toward a dress I have not worn since last year. A fabulous purple with Far East accents piece that when zipped has something of a corset effect.

After holding my breath and zipping it up, I glanced in the mirror--who needs to breath when you look this skinny!! I'd have laughed, but I couldn't. It brought me back to bridesmaid dress shopping--when I insisted that we do any and all trying on of dressed before we had any kind of lunch (in actuality, this is how I insist on all clothing shopping). Everyone knows one hamburger and you go from a size 8 to a 14... it's fashion math.

So, am I going to wear this corset-like dress? Yes.
Is it comfortable? Not entirely.
Does it look good? Absolutely.