Saturday, January 27, 2007

The Infamous "Hostess Gowns"


When I was in 5th grade, my mom surprised us girls with these beautiful "hostess gowns", as she called them. They were stretchy and shiney and I thought we looked so gorgeous wearing them. As it turned out, my 5th grade class was going to go to a big regional choir fest, with many schools involved. I wanted to look my most glorious so I decided to wear my "gown". Elaine told me not to as they were just really pajamas but I refused to listen. Mom backed me up and suggested I borrow one of her many wide belts and cinch it around my waist for the more dressed up look. Shunning Elaine's advice, I went forward to the concert feeling like a princess. My best friend saw my gown and kind of gave me a weird look but I just figured it was because she was jealous - she was just wearing regular clothes. We entered the auditorium and there were crowds of people around. I was so excited, knowing I looked my finest. All of a sudden, I heard this group of girls giggling. I turned just in time to see them pointing at me and saying, "Look at that girl! She's wearing a night gown!" My face flamed. My best friend tried to act as if she didn't hear it and then whispered to me that I looked really pretty - but I knew that she was feeling my pain....the shame, the shame - wearing a night gown to a public concert. My face burns even now...36 yrs later......

3 comments:

Di said...

I think the white bodice part was even a bit see-through too...just to add to the horror...

Anonymous said...

Whatever! I rpoudly wore my Strawberry Shortcake character nightgown to school on several occasions, and I KNEW it was a nightie. Although it had Lemon Meringue, not Strawberry on it.
I even wore a nightgown to high school over my jeans. Some people are just TOO COOL!!!! YOU KNOW IT, you WANT it, but ya'll are too scared to TRY IT.

Anonymous said...

Yeah little Miss 2hip4u wore lots of interesting clothing. I often had a hard time washing them while she was sleeping, she was so attached to them...oh the memories, the wonderful, weird world of our childhoods.