Put on your red dress, baby
…cause we’re goin’ out tonight. That’s the way the song goes:
We brunettes are aware that red is a very good color for us, but all reds are not created equal. For brunettes, the less orange and the more towards the blue end of the spectrum, the better. Here’s an excellent example that caught my eye, worn by Bollywood actress Aishwarya Rai:
I had a dress of that hue when I was about twelve (not the same style, though!) and I recognized even then that the color was flattering. Aishwarya Rai is well aware of the same thing.
But why, oh why, a dress that hits the woman at the wrong place? The pouffy part of the skirt starts just a mite too low and makes it seem as though the dress started out thinking one thing and then changed its mind at the last minute. And the back is just awful; it looks as though they forgot to put a back on at all and instead left a 1950’s undergarment exposed.
I realize that’s the point, but ugh!:
[NOTE: That lyric in the song about putting on high heeled sneakers and a wig hat makes me wonder what he’s talking about. I was around back in ’63, and I sure don’t remember any high-heeled sneakers, just plain old Keds. And although there were hats galore, I don’t recall a wig hat, but here are some people speculating about what it might mean.
This quirk of lyric was transferred to another dress-color song, “Devil With the Blue Dress On,” which debuted a year later in 1964 (here’s a slightly later version that changed the “the” in the title to an “a”):
Look at Molly now [or look out once again, now], here she comes
Wearin’ her wig hat and shades to match
She’s got high-heel shoes and an alligator hat
Wearin’ her pearls and her diamond rings
She’s got bracelets on her fingers, now, and everything
She’s the devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress,
Devil with the blue dress on…
She’s a little more dressed up in the jewelry department, but the basics of wig hat and high heels are there. The heels are not sneakers, however.
And then there’s the alligator hat. I’ve seen alligator bags, alligator shoes, and alligator belts. But if she had on a hat like this, Mollie needs to consult with a stylist, pronto:
On the other hand, it could have been this:
Better.]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFbpsYop6vM
You forgot…. “Lady in Red” … you shouldn’t have:
“Lady in red is dancing with me…cheek to cheek
There’s nobody here
It’s just you and me
It’s where I wanna be
And I hardly know
This beauty by my side
I’ll never forget the way you look tonight
I never will forget
The way you look tonight
Lady in red…
Lady in red…
Lady in red…
Lady in red… “
I was so glad to read this and come to understand that I’m not the only one troubled by the, “pouffy” part. Where it should and should not start.
For me it goes a step further; never even knew how to spell the word prior to this. My therapist suggests that I might consider using it regularly in my posts.
So, this is where I go, {{{ POUFF }}}
You forgot a hat song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E9H4Xul6m-Q
Miss Lucy had a baby.
His name was Tiny Tim.
She put him in the bathtub
To see if he could swim.
He drank up all the water.
He ate up all the soap.
He tried to eat the bathtub,
But it wouldn’t go down his throat.
Miss Lucy called the doctor.
Miss Lucy called the nurse.
Miss Lucy called the lady
With the alligator purse.
“Mumps,’ said the doctor.
“Measles,’ said the nurse.
“Hiccups,’ said the lady
With the alligator purse.
Out went the doctor.
Out went the nurse.
Out went the lady
With the alligator purse.
Perhaps if she bought it in a size that fits? She is overflowing in back. That should have been a sheath all the way.
They have high heeled sneakers for sale on ebay, by the way. http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_nkw=high+heeled+sneakers
scottthebadger:
Oh, they definitely have high-heeled sneakers now.
They have just about everything now.
Oh. My.
I knew there was a Bob Dylan song that addressed these points. I Shall Be Free #10, from the “Another Side of Bob Dylan” album in 1964:
Link to song
I always took “high-heeled sneakers” as a joke about dressing up when you didn’t really have much to dress up in. And Dylan’s verse as referring to the earlier song.
The back…… Yuck…… The back of the dress is also causing a minor case of “back boobs”.
Cheech & Chong… Dr. Demento, circa 1974:
My momma talkin’ to me tryin’ to tell me how to live
But I don’t listen to her ’cause my head is like a sieve
My daddy, he disowned me ’cause I wear my sister’s clothes
He caught me in the bathroom with a pair of pantyhose
My basketball coach, he done kicked me off the team
For wearin’ high-heel sneakers and actin’ like a queen
The world’s comin’ to an end, I don’t even care
As long as I can have a limo and my orange hair
And it don’t bother me if people think I’m “funny”
‘Cause I’m a big rock star and I’m makin’ lots of money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Ahhh! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…
I’m so bloody rich! Ha ha ha ha
I own apartment buildings and shopping centers! Ha ha ha ha
And I only know three chords! Ha ha ha ha