I was dressed by a three year old.
Iya woke up on the other side of bed and was a wee bit clingy. She wanted both of us snuggle on the bed longer and after a little drama saying I was hungry, she also wanted us to eat breakfast together. After breakfast and while I was getting my jeans, she spotted the yellow dress. This yellow dress is special and I only wear it for parties with vintage (1960’s, 1970’s) themes. The reason being, this is an authentic vintage dress from my mother’s closet when she was still 20+ years old and in college. I’m a safe dresser and this screams “wear-me-if-you-want-your-engineer-officemates-to-tease-you-endlessly” kind of clothing. But she was so adamant that I follow her fashion advice with a threatening “i-will-cry” look.
Here’s part of our conversation:
Iya: Yung yellow dress nanay
Me: Bakit yan? Pangit nga yan, gusto mo pakita ko sayo? (me taking the dress out of the closet)
I: Maganda naman eh, kapag sinuot mo yan gaganda ka.
M: E pano kung di ko suotin?
I: E di hindi ka gaganda.
M: Kapag ako pinagtawanan ng mga officemates ko ikaw may kasalanan.
I: Bakit ka nila pagtatawanan e maganda naman ah!
M: Sige na nga…
|My mother’s dress with beige wedges from Celine
*After Henry read this post, he said “Nauto ka ni Iya ah!”. — kainis!