Fiction
My friend Kathy was breathless: “It’s The Rolling Stones! They’re coming to town.”
“What?” I shrieked. Mick Jagger in person. I was estatic.
It was 1973 and I saved all of my paycheck for 3 weeks to buy the perfect dress. I found it at Miller’s Department Store and thought it was the loveliest dress I had ever seen. Gunne Sax by Jessica brand. I had never heard of it, but it was beautiful with a lace-up velvet bodice in burgandy and a tiered skirt in calico with lace. Perfect.
The stage guards were in full force, but Mick Jagger walked to the center of the stage and I impulsively ran from my 15th row, floor seat straight at him, between the stage guards. They weren’t quick enough! Jagger leaned down and kissed me quickly and said, “Nice dress.”
I would have died happy that night!
You can buy the dress at my Etsy shop, Victorian Wardrobe:
https://www.etsy.com/listing/194220727/vintage-1970s-gunne-sax-maxi-dress-by?
