This week's prompt on Mama's Losin' It was to write about something you once wore.
The first thing that popped into my head was the high school graduation dress I almost wore.
It was 1963. All the girls in my senior class had to wear white dresses, because colors would show through the cheap, thin material of our graduation gowns.
I loved that dress. (My illustration doesn't do it justice. It was actually the white version of a little black dress ---and rather elegant.)
The sales clerk placed it in a plastic bag like the ones used at dry cleaners and I stuck it in my closet when I got home.
A week before graduation, I removed it from its bag and tried it on again, so I could decide what shoes and jewelry I would wear with it. However, I noticed it had an odd odor, sort of like rotten fish. It was probably from the sizing in the fabric, intensified by being in a plastic bag for several months. So my mother hung it on the porch to air out. But after a week, it smelled just as bad. She was afraid to wash it, because if the odor didn't go away, we would not be able to return it.
So, the day before graduation, we headed to the mall to return the dress and find another. The stores had almost nothing suitable ---probably because almost every female graduate in the tri-state area needed a white dress ---and I had to settle for something I didn't like. In fact, I wore it to the ceremony and the party afterward, but never wore it again.
I must have really loved the dress we had to return, because even though I had it on only twice for a few minutes each time, I still remember it fondly. Next year will be my 50th high school reunion.