I saw one in their commercial (with whom I'm not even on speaking terms, because their upgrade policy is awful. New customers get shiny, pretty phones, and meanwhile, my Blackberry looks like it suffered a from a 5 story window. Twice. Into a dump truck. With tree mulching capabilities.) But, their insistence on charging me hundreds of dollars for a new phone is less annoying than putting pretty dresses on their TV models, and having me find out they were custom made.
I don't recall how exactly, but this has led to a massive, unreasonable in its span, search for 50's dresses on Ebay, Etsy, this weekends' yard sales and favorite GMarts. It's still ongoing. I am seeing a whole lot of ugly 80's, and none of pretty 50's.
Meanwhile, I might have purchased this:
Which I was hoping to alter into the TMobile dress, but there pretty buttons in the back:
Mr Snork has repeatedly expressed his hope that if I *were* to wear this out (he says incredulously) I would "at least take those sleeves off". If he keeps it up, I'm gonna wear it, with sleeves, to his office to drop off lunch.
Also currently stalking this wrap dress:
Not a huge fan of the colouring, but I want to make one like it, out of some fabric I have, that's scary close to the cabbage rose pattern fabric in the above dress.
And, possibly this one:
The front!!
So, essentially, not only has TMobile wronged me in their handling of my phone needs, I am now possibly three dresses deep into a dress, and the toll is rising, since none of them so far look anything like THE dress. Which is fine, really, cause I can't fit into anything with a waist for another 3 months, and it's questionable thereafter, with the amount of cake I have been throwing down my throat. Stupid TV.
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