A good problem to have?
Okay. So I've been a wee bit MIA as of late. I know you missed me. It's okay. You may remember that I was in the Virgin Mary Buckle of the Bible Belt this weekend for some Catholic wedding finery and fun.
On my way to Kansas, I saw Rep. Ford (Where he was not too "fancy" to stand in line at 5:00 a.m. at security and his hottie staff ass. accompanying him--she was working those black pants). Also spotted Rep. Dennis Moore and his wife Stephanie and family on my flight. On the way back to DC, Rev/Mayor/Rep Cleaver was on my flight. And, speaking of Cleaver (ooh, horrid segue): is this too much cleavage?
Can't really tell, huh. I had this wrap on because my protestant blood runs cold at these Catholic thangs. And, I'm just usually cold. In summary, this past weekend I wore on of my fav frocks, a past-the-knee brown number, which happens to have a "low" neckline. SOMEONE mentioned that it may have been a bit too much.
Since none of the wedding pictures really show it, below is a party pic sent by Windy where I am wearing the dress . That's Windy on my right and my deaR friend Tiff on my left with me and my girls in the middle.
Now, I'm leaning over a bit in this picture, and I still have the least amount of cleavage. A good point would be that this was at a Blue Gin, a club, not where Jesus lives. But, I went to this wedding to celebrate, not worship the Lord. Also, the dress doesn't push them up or anything. They're just chillin there, surrounded by sequins.
I emailed this picture to a couple people to ask their opinion of my possible faux pas:
Maime: "It is totally fine. Anytime a woman shows something it is either she is a slut or she isn't showing enough. There is not perfect amount. At least we know that you aren't a prude. And who cares. Tara Reid whipped a whole one out and then she got her own show!"
Jack Serpentine: "Everyone loves your hoots"
That made me worry a little less. But, I decided to consult some serious research via google.com.
NZGirl.com says that: "While loads of cleavage may be appropriate for a night out on the pull, it’s not always a winning choice for a family wedding. You don’t want Great Uncle Joe choking on his falsies as he gets an eyeful. A wrap or shrug cardigan is an excellent way of remaining discreet (and looking good at the same time)."
This New York Magazine piece may have had my favorite advice: "By summer’s end, you’re suffering from serious wedding fatigue. If you eat one more salmon fillet with julienned vegetables while the band delivers a bastardized rendition of “Strangers in the Night,” you’re going to inflict damage on an innocent bystander. Time to get out your leather dress and have yourself some serious fun. That’s right—it’s your day, too."