i do. vintage-ly speaking.

this is it.
a wedding dress from the 50's.
i've had my eye on this thing for two weeks.
and now it's mine.

ebay is a magical world.
with a couple of taps of your index finger you can find anything.
want a porcelain chicken? -there are 43 listed as of now.
how about a tube of green lipstick? 2 pages of different brands and hues ranging from pearl green to forest envy.
but you better act now on marilyn monroe wall rugs. there are only 2.

but.
back to this dress.
i am infatuated with it.

i picture a wedding in a small white church.
probably methodist.
late 50's.
the groom at the front.
waiting.
in a white tuxedo. black bow tie.
the brides maids in pastel blue. maybe pink.
some with the signature short boycut hair, some with poofy ponytails.

the attendees are there in hats and scarves.
fanning themselves.
handkerchiefs ready.
men talking about that elvis.
women comparing their new cat-eye frames.

then the wedding processional starts.
and she comes in.
wearing this dress.
this is where my imagination halts.
for some reason i can't picture what she looks like.
i may never.

i'm not sure why i was so intent on getting this.
the only time it will ever be put on is in the wee morning hours of the weekend.
when no ones awake or listening.
when me and the dogs listen to music and drink hot tea.

regardless, i bought it.
so until it arrives all i can do is imagine the history behind this dress.
and the woman who wore it.
too bad she's not included.