Dress shopping in Singapore

So the Navy Ball is coming up next month. I had been dreading dress shopping for this ever since Aaron told me about it last year. My mom can vouch that dress shopping for me is ridiculous. When shopping for prom dresses, it usually took several stores, a few tears and a lot of tugging and pulling.

You see, I was "blessed" with a larger top than most. I'm sure many of you are thinking "She has no idea how lucky she is to have big boobs", but you ladies have no idea how lucky you are to NOT have big boobs. I don't know if you noticed, but after the 90's, clothing sizes got a bit more modest in the breast region. Even shopping for tops is a challenge for me. I either come out looking like a porn star or a chubby Amish girl.

You can only imagine what a challenge I was facing in shopping for a dress in Asia --the land of "no boobs". I asked several of the wives here for advice and all of them recommended this little shop in Sun Plaza. It was the inexpensive choice and I went there first because lets face it, I'm only gonna wear this thing once and mostly likely, I'll spill something on it anyways. Drinks are free flowing that night. I can only imagine how painful it'd be to spill cranberry vodka down the front of a $300 gown.

Yesterday, I took the plunge. I shuffled through the large rack of mostly over-beaded and over-sequined prom dress rejects. I learned quickly that the Asians LOVE excess. Gold and bling everywhere. I am, however, more of a simple chic kind of girl. I'd rather jazz something up with jewelry, makeup or awesome shoes.

The sales girl was very frustrated with me five minutes in. I rejected everything she suggested. She sent the manager over to help me. Ha ha. Yeah, I'm that girl now. I figured out the sizing system through a process of not being able to zip things and things simply falling off. The sizes were 1, 2, 3, and 4. 1= small. 2= medium. 3= large. 4= extra large. I'm a 3....sometimes. This is where it gets tricky in "no boobs" land. All sizes have the same small cup allowance, I swear. I was falling and pouring out of everything, even dresses that were too big everywhere else. I must have tried on every dress in the shop. The sales manager just started bringing me any dress she could find in the larger size.

After about an hour, I finally tried on a winner. This bad boy has adjustable straps and rouching at the top. The combo is a life saver. The color is also very "me". It's a turquoisey blue-green and it's floor length with satin and a sheer fabric overlay. It's not something I'd technically buy back home, but hey "When in Rome...."

***I'm not putting a picture of it up until the Ball. Some Asian chick might try to copy my dress. :)