You poor thing. The worse part of putting on a dress is the blasted shoes that have to go with them. I don't, can't, won't EVAH do heels. Dresses and flats... ugh! If I could go barefoot, or wear my comfortable sneakers... the ones with the chicken poop ground into the soles of them, and the holes where my orthotics are poking out the sides, then, just maybe, i could tolerate the dress!