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My Little Black Dress

How often I have heard that “every woman must have a little black dress in her wardrobe.”¬†

Well, I did it.
I finally bought a little black dress and I’ve worn it twice already.

And I feel pretty.

Buying a little black dress has been on my “to do” list for about two years. The problem has been that I’m not a good shopper, I really don’t like malls, I definitely am not up on fashion and I assumed that looking for this particular wardrobe item would be as painful as bra-shopping – but I was delightfully surprised.

I had just finished exchanging a broken Christmas present and as I headed to the mall exit, I saw “the” dress in the front window of a little boutique store.

50% off. My kind of black dress.

Of course, the dress in the window was a Size OO. Honestly, how can someone be a size OO? Everyone has a physical body – therefore a size. So Size O is incorrect but size OO? ¬†Ridiculous. Don’t get me started on sizing of womens’ clothes…

Back to the story.

I tried to talk myself out of walking into the store but I thought I head that dress calling my name.

A little self talk was needed – “Courage, Diane, courage. Go for it. You can do it.”

Then came a voice.

“You look very hesitant. Indecisive. Skeptical. Can I help you?

I didn’t realize how long I had been staring at the dress – apparently, so long that a salesclerk had actually walked out of the store to talk to me.

I pointed and answered, “I think I like that black dress but I have no idea how to dress it up or down.”

The woman (we’ll call her Wendy) responded with, “Well, come on in and I’ll be your personal shopper. No pressure. Just lots of help and lots of ideas.”

For the next hour, Wendy belonged to me. She was honest and told me that the dress in the window didn’t look so great on my body type but she found one that fit perfectly…and it was less expensive. We laughed together, told stories and my little black dress shopping was successful, fun and memorable.

I told the woman at the front desk that Wendy was fantastic and asked if I could talk with the manager.

“Wendy IS the manager and she is the greatest, kindest, most creative woman I’ve ever met. She has taught me so much about life. She’s become like a mom to me. I’m so thankful that I work here.”

Pretty amazing, very authentic feedback from an employee, right?

I thanked Wendy profusely and gave her a big hug. “You made little black dress shopping so much fun.”

Wendy answered, “That’s what I’m here for. I love to help women find the right clothes for their body shape. Delighted to help you.”

When I got home, I went straight to my computer, found the store’s website and wrote a glowing review about Wendy.

Then I went upstairs, tried on my new black dress and smiled.








  1. I love your happy ending. Diane, what a gift you’ve given to write a glowing review for the “personal shopper.” I hope you’ll be posting a picture of you in that darling little black dress.
    Blessings ~ Wendy

    • Diane (Author)

      One of these days, I’ll post a picture of the dress but yes, it was a joy to have personal shopper service for this anxiety-producing experience!

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