A pang of envy hit me watching Eva Marie Saint in Hitchcock's "North by Northwest." Well, not so much watching her, but looking at her clothes. In my mind that black dress and cap she wore when she shot Cary Grant at Mt Rushmore and the red flower party dress she wore at the hotel and then the auction both would look fantastic on me. I believed this despite having more the body of Olive Oyl than Eva Marie Saint, and despite the fact that big, red, bold flowers have only ever flattered the coffee table in my house.
These facts did not make it through to my mind while I watched the movie and imagined myself in those clothes. And my fantasy become so much more real when I discovered that Hitchcock (not liking the costumes designed for Eva's character) took her to Bergdoff's and bought them off the rack for her! I could do that too!
Thankfully I'm on shopping hiatus and will be unable to test out this fantasy for another 10.75 months. And counting.
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