After I brought it back to Manila, it was immediately thrown into Ate Bullet's stash of clothes, and I figured it would share the same fate as her other long dresses. That fate being "waiting-for-two-years-or-so-before-being-noticed-and-used" which is what usually happens to her long dresses. Whenever I go up to her "clothes attic", I can almost hear the gown whine about not seeing enough action and not going to enough parties.
Tibi dress: I've been in this closet for more than a year. When will I ever go out and go to a party.
Max Azria dress: Get in line. I've been here for almost 3 years, and I still haven't left this plastic bag.
Max and Cleo blue dress: Lucky me. Not only did she wear me last October, she wore me to a celebrity wedding.
Zara dress: You're just lucky because the dress she was having custom-made didn't make it on time.
Stella McCartney dress: Sometimes I wish I were custom-made. Because the custom-made dresses are worn immediately after they're delivered.
Custom-made dresses: (in chorus) Don't hate us because we're beautiful! *snap*
Max and Cleo black and white dress: Well, I'm just going to sit here patiently and wait until she pulls me out and wears me to a party.
And patience paid off for that black and white Max and Cleo dress. Less than one year has passed, and the dress finally saw light and was worn by Ate to an 18th birthday party. Incidentally, that day was also her 18th wedding anniversary.
Lucky dress! Not only did it beat the "curse", it was also worn on a double-celebration-occasion. Not a lot of her dresses can lay claim to that. Now, the next time I go up, I'll probably hear this dress say:
Max and Cleo black and white dress: You'll never believe where I went... *insert long story here*
I'm sure the other envious dresses will turn green. And fuschia. And gold. And black and white.
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