Comments on: So What Damn Dress Will They Bury YOU In?

By: Cooper

Cooper — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 15:30:39 +0000

I think I would rather be buried in slacks, Docs, and a lab coat; it would be more true to who I am.

By: La BellaDonna

La BellaDonna — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:38:44 +0000

I have that red dress; I made it myself. I've planned for 34 years to get buried in the first version, which I made in black velvet; but I may go for the red velvet instead. They are both showstoppers; either will work as a choice for spending eternity. I was much affected by movies like Topper and Beetlejuice; I decided long ago that I should like whatever I wear, even at home, enough to spend eternity in it - just in case! I mean, think of all the outfits you wouldn't want to get caught dead in! So that's always in the back of my mind ... just in case ... ;)

By: Bridey

Bridey — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 17:29:51 +0000

A good poem, but not a happy one. Lots of anger and disappointment there.

By: JaneC

JaneC — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:39:38 +0000

I have five red dresses in the closet at the moment–one casual/lie-around-the-house dress, three that I wear to church or out to dinner, and one cranberry-colored satin formal gown. The satin one is my favorite–I didn’t think I could wear a column-shaped gown until I got that dress. Oddly enough, I didn’t buy it for myself; my mother found it at a thrift store, with the tags still on it, for $30, and brought it home figuring it could be modified if it didn’t fit me. It did fit perfectly (still looks great 15lbs later), so I wore it to dances in high school and college, and for my senior vocal recital. It isn’t a sexy red dress, but it is a beautiful red dress and makes me feel like a queen (the dress that makes me feel like a siren is black).

I want to be buried in satin pajamas, though. I’d like to lay down for that long sleep in comfort.

By: chachaheels

chachaheels — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 12:36:04 +0000

I love that poem and I do wake up most days feeling like I want to have the courage it would impart….so, sadly, I kind of end up feeling like Dorothy Parker’s red dress! A wrap full of dreams that’s all too familiar with the reality.

Oh well. Red is a fantastic colour on just about anybody, and my shade is a deep blue red that’s so frosty it makes you shiver. Both of those dresses pictured are fantastic. I’d feel like I was roaring in either of them. And that can hardly be bad.

By: CanadianChick

CanadianChick — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 04:53:09 +0000

my husband SOOOO wants me to get the red dress on the right…I keep telling him I can’t afford it, but I’m secretly waiting until just before my next trip to Seattle, so I can have it sent to my friend’s house there…and surprise him when I get home.

By: sarah

sarah — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 04:41:25 +0000

I have fallen in love with the dress on the left. Today must also be my lucky day for when I first looked at the dress it was $104 and then I got home this evening and it’s 70% off.

By: Toby Wollin

Toby Wollin — Wed, 29 Aug 2007 23:18:13 +0000

Margo – the night my man proposed to me, I was wearing a black knit dress. But, my absolutely fav dress as a child was a red Kate Greenaway dress with this huge platter collar. I wore that thing until it was a rag, and I wore it with my hair in braids. My current fav red dress is sleeveless, with white polkadots, a boat neck, a big skirt and a honkin’ big fabric covered belt(I’m sure it’s out of the 80s – I got it at a silent auction).

By: mywhimsey

mywhimsey — Wed, 29 Aug 2007 21:37:15 +0000

I love that poem as well – but somehow when I go to put on my red dress I always end up feeling more like Dorothy Parker instead:

The Red Dress
Dorothy Parker

I always saw, I always said
If I were grown and free,
I’d have a gown of reddest red
As fine as you could see,

To wear out walking, sleek and slow,
Upon a Summer day,
And there’d be one to see me so
And flip the world away.

And he would be a gallant one,
With stars behind his eyes,
And hair like metal in the sun,
And lips too warm for lies.

I always saw us, gay and good,
High honored in the town.
Now I am grown to womanhood….
I have the silly gown.

By: Jane

Jane — Wed, 29 Aug 2007 21:16:53 +0000