71 Dresses in 71 Days: Week 4
I’ve just concluded week 4 of #71dressesin71days — this is my No Shopping Project wherein I, with Herculean self-control, do not buy ONE SINGLE THING to adorn myself until I’ve worn all 71 of my dresses.
This has been a week full of disappointments. I’ve been submitting my book to agents and so far have had four rejections. I try to remember Jonathan Kennedy Toole’s Pulitzer Prize winning masterpiece, Confederacy of Dunces, wasn’t published until he’d received hundreds of rejections and was dead. From suicide. Sigh.
In any case, such disappointments would lure to flex my Capitol One Visa muscle dexterously in the name of Ignominy (aka “disgrace – shame – infamy”) and Outrage. Scorn for these persistent, pernicious, putrefying (“to cause decay and have a foul odor; to make gangrenous”) rejections of work that scintillates and amuses (which makes me feel like having an amuse bouche aka a single, bite-sized hors d’œuvre, however, to add insult to injury, I’ve gained five pounds and have to stop eating so much. I’m trying to hold the fort at 140).
Onward dear readers, here are the dresses from week 4. It is your task, nay your duty to select one that will be donated to Out of The Closet which benefits the Aids Healthcare Foundation.
Which one should go? To see all of the dresses so far …