Mirrorball

A few months ago I was at Target. If you live in a suburb in Minnesota, thanks to an amendment in the state’s Constitution, you are legally required to visit Target once every seven days. 

And I saw a dress. It was THE DRESS. I have countless dresses that are THE DRESS and this was another one.

This was around the time Target was putting out their clothes for the holidays. Bright, sparkly, shiny, and beautiful. 

This particular Target did not have THE DRESS in my size. When I returned home my wife was going to run some errands and she also was going to Target for her state mandated weekly visit. She would be going to a different Target, however.

I asked if she could see if that location had THE DRESS in my size. She laughed and said that she knew exactly what dress I was referring to. She saw it previously and had a feeling it would catch my eye. 

A few hours later THE DRESS was in my closet. I have an amazing wife.

I meant to wear THE DRESS for the MN T-Girls 10 year anniversary party. But I didn’t and that’s another exciting (not really) story for another day. I did wear it for the photo shoot I did in November of last year.

This dress was like wearing a mirrorball. 

Love, Hannah