I haven’t always loved dresses, in fact, for most of my life I loathed them and refused to wear them. Occasionally I was forced into one, and the disdain could easily be seen on my face. Not until the end of my college years did I have an interest in dresses. Specifically, I was enamored of the 1950s full skirted dresses I would see in some of the old movies I loved. It started me on a search for dresses and I haven’t looked back. That was almost ten years ago, and along the way when I’ve seen other people, movies, tv shows, and such that use “my style” of dresses, I rejoice!
Back in 2008, I saw a commercial for a new fall tv show. That commercial appeased my eyes with a barrage of all sorts of heavenliness and aesthetic pleasantness. That commercial was for Pushing Daisies. Although the show has now been canceled for three 
years, the heartbreak still burns and the ache of losing such an intelligent, creative, unique, quirky, and original gem can still overwhelm me. There were many factors that made me swoon from that first sight, the colors, the music, the vintage-like settings, a pie-crusted roof, Lee Pace, the odd-ball story line. . .and Chuck’s wardrobe. I thought, “Those are like my dresses!” (Albeit, substantially better.) I knew I had to watch. I keep meaning to write a post about the show as a whole, but I will stick to Chuck’s clothes for now.
Before I ever started school, I would accompany my Mom and my Gramma to the grocery store to stock up on food and essentials. My Mom would throw me in the backseat (not literally) and we would drive up the road to pick my Gramma up. She would climb into the front seat, dig through her purse, and hand me a half a piece of Trident gum. There may be some debate on when to give a child gum, but that was a highlight for me. We would then drive to town to go to the only grocery store.
The 70th Anniversary of Casablanca afforded me the opportunity to realize one of my longings, to see Casablanca on the big screen, in a movie theatre. On March 21, select theatres had two showings of the classic movie. I rushed to the theatre only to come upon a sign taped to the box office window, “Casablanca: SOLD OUT.” My heart sank and I was beyond crushed. I remembered that one other theatre within a reasonable distance was participating in the anniversary showing.
was yesterday. It was clearly a very happy time. Though you probably wouldn’t guess it from my school photo. Yes, that’s me in kindergarten. For the first five or six years of school, I am leaning and dopey looking in every school photo. I’m not sure why exactly. Maybe my parents secretly slipped me NyQuil in my grape juice and I was doped up for much of my childhood. Then again, I’m still pretty dopey looking. So it’s anyone’s guess. But I digress.
Lovely Shades of Nostalgia 