Every smart person knows that white and anything that can ruin it don’t mix… apparently everyone except for stupid ol’ me! Which is the only explanation for how I managed to dirty my brand new, sexy as hell, white dress before I could even get myself on the damn train.
Let me tell y’all how I almost cried while I was on the damn train. Hell, I wanted to turn around and go right back home the moment it happened! But I thought I was already late! (Come to find out that, (1) I wasn’t late, and (2) I could have changed on the fudging boat! Like seriously? Why the hell did no one tell me this? Why the hell did I think I was even late! UGH!)
So of course this made me feel even worse!
I felt like a complete idiot! Like, how does someone mess up their brand new dress before they even get to the event? UGH! (And here I was worried I would drop food on my damn dress!)
So what happened, and how did I manage to get my dress stained before even getting to Full Figured Fashion Week’s Curves At Sea All White Cruise?
The wind happened that’s what! The wind did it!
As I was walking, ever so happily to the train, and attempting to get a good enough snapchat photo without slowing down my pace, the wind blew the front part of my dress up and BAM …
It happened so freaking fast!
And then the negative thoughts sank in, and I began to hate myself for wearing white. I began to hate ColourPop’s Ultra Satin Lipsticks! I began to hate the wind! I began to hate everyone who hadn’t told me that I could change on the boat! I began to hate everyone who wasn’t wearing white!
Then I began to feel ugly! As if this pink stain on my dress somehow made the dress less sexy, or my face less pretty.
And that’s when I realized that I had two options! I could either sulk all night and hate myself (and everyone else in the world), be mad about the stupid stain and cry OR I could get over it, remember that mistakes happen, keep my head up high and just enjoy my night.
I mean, who was going to care about this stain while we were all on the dance floor shaking our groove thang anyway? No one, that’s who! Not a damn soul! Not even me!
And guess what, I ended up getting a volunteer badge that night so I tied it a bit shorter than what it really was so that it could hide the stain. Look how great I looked! Ha!
Hiding the stain made me feel a little bit better. Of course until people kept constantly reminding me that there was a stain on my dress! Yah .. Thanks for your freaking concern, I KNOW! It happened to ME! I know! UGH! LOL
But once I stopped staring at the stain every 5 seconds, I began to let it go! After a few hours, even the constant reminders began to stop burning my soul. LOL
By the end of the night, I was on the dance floor, wuking mi waist to every single soca song they played and I had forgotten all about the “pink elephant in the room”.
Every now and then I would look down at my dress and sigh internally, still wishing I hadn’t ruined the only dress I had loved on my body in years, but I didn’t let the thoughts consume me and I didn’t let the stain ruin my entire night. I would fix my badge so I couldn’t see the stain anymore and go right back to dancing, or walking to the bar to get those free glasses of water I so desperately needed! LOL
A few years ago I would have let that stain consume me! I would have let it taken control of my entire day and I would have sulked and pouted like a 3 year old who had just heard no for the first time! But I didn’t. And somehow I managed to have a damn good time! How good?
Here’s a few photos from the cruise below so you can see how fun it was!
So yeah …
That’s how I chose not to let a stained white dress ruin my entire night! (And honestly, I’m glad I let this stain go, because I would have been salty the entire night, and just sat in the corner and sulked. So kudos to me!)
Have you ever gotten a stain so bad that it almost ruined your entire day? Did you let it bother you or did you shake it off?
Talk to me!