The Cinderella Dress (kind of. sort of. not really)

I’m going to make a movie reference so you can fully understand my excitement.
Please, bear with me.

Have you seen the movie Ever After?
Drew Barrymore is Cinderella.
She has an evil step-mom, smells like cinders, loves books, etc.
… Do you remember the scene when Evil Step-Mom is trying to find suitable dresses for her evil Step-Daughters to wear to the ball?
She is frustrated with the simplicity of all the fabrics at hand, wants the best fashion for her daughters and begins to think…

AND THEN SHE REMEMBERS.
Ms. Barrymore has her dead mother’s wedding dress which is, like, the best dress ever and would surely guarantee anyone clothed in it to make a grand entrance at any ball, thus causing the Prince to fall madly in love with her, and then propose and live happily ever after.

I just felt like that Evil Step-Mom because I found this hidden in a highly neglected corner of a haphazard closet:

The label says ‘Bronze.’ But I think it might be a very light gold. Or shiny wheat. Or caramel.

This dress… has been tucked away and ignored for about 10 years.
It was Homecoming season and while trying to find a dress as a string-bean of a sophomore, my Mom discovered this bronze beauty on a sale rack.

“Oh, Lily!” she squealed. “It is Ralph Lauren! Every woman deserves a Ralph Lauren dress. I’m getting this for you to keep. For the future, when you fit in it.”

She plopped it immediately into our shopping cart and that was that.
I remember thinking, This is what I will wear to a royal ball. Or to college dances.

College dances.

Little did I know that college dances called for a ‘less-is-more’ dress code and generally took place in a dimly-lit room of a fraternity that smelt of beer breath and wet carpet.

Under a $100! What a steal! My mother…. what a trendy shopper.

The low back is my favorite:

Clearly, this was a difficult shot to get. I apologize for my ape arm and awkwardness.

I feel like I struck gold (no pun intended because it is quite gold!) finding this.
I have no idea where I shall wear it…
Since I don’t know any royals and college dances are out of the question.

Maybe I can wear it for my next date with Mr. Speedy…

Just show up, ball gown on and hair up, ready to go.
He might begin to think I am high-maintenance.
Or dressing up for Halloween on the wrong day.

Drats.

Where do you wear dresses like this?

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