By Carrie Classon
“Perfect for the Day”
I had not planned on a party; that was the trouble.
There is something ridiculous about a woman who has collected so many dresses that they barely fit in her adequately sized closet, showing up at her own anniversary party with nothing to wear. But that is the position I was about to find myself in. Every time I’ve come to Mexico, I’ve brought one especially nice dress. Every time, it has hung in my small closet in Mexico, untouched. The restaurants we go to just don’t require a serious dress. A nice pair of capris or a casual summer dress is much more appropriate for anywhere my husband, Peter, and I go. But we hadn’t even thought about an anniversary party when we packed to leave for this trip. I distinctly remember looking at a lovely dress that takes up no space at all and thinking, “Is there any point in schlepping this all the way to Mexico?”