Valentino

My Husband's gone, busy traveling for work. This has lead me to filling my belly with sweets, drinks, and a list of chic movie watching. What's a girl to do through a cruel winter alone?

This brings me to my point...

* quail vessel by: Janet Macpherson 

What took me so long to watch Valentino: The Last Emperor? By the end, this movie had me sobbing. Clearly having all of this pensive time alone has allowed me to reminisce...

I had my Valentino sighting in early 2010 not once, but twice. We shared the same air and space of an elevator. Gobsmacked! On my face were a pair of crazy eyes and a stupid smile the ride up.  My lost opportunity to say something. Going over in my head this missed impression, oh what would I have done differently!?  Ding! The doors opened and there is Valentino Garavani again. With all the mustered strength I said, "ah we must be on the same clock today! That is with no time at all!' Not flinching an eye or a smirk on his face I'm certain Mr. Valentino did not notice me the ride up, or heard me the way down.

I'm OK with that.

Second point... "An evening dress that reveals a woman's ankles when she is walking is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen." -Valentino

I found my Valentino dress. It was on a sale rack back in '98 highschool days with an absurdly underpriced tag. What was this missplaced piece of luxury doing on a plastic hanger smushed on a sale rack in Tucson? I bought the dress, mostly for the name, since it didn't fit properly. I spent my remaining allowance that day on a prom dress from Forever 21.

It took years until I was able to fill out the bust of my Valentino. Penny pinching New York City days and a last minuet invite had me slip on the near vintage champagne blush dress. Jittery about the exclusivity of the party and the pretty impression I wanted to make. Funny how four years ago my date that night is now my husband.

Comments

[jessica]

what a lovely story!! awww....husband!