{"id":60,"date":"2010-01-12T22:50:38","date_gmt":"2010-01-13T05:50:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/banklinux.securesites.net\/myblog\/?p=60"},"modified":"2010-04-19T22:50:49","modified_gmt":"2010-04-20T05:50:49","slug":"why-did-i-have-to-be-a-girl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/why-did-i-have-to-be-a-girl\/","title":{"rendered":"Why did I have to be a girl?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Why did I have to be a girl? We have a wedding to go to next month and I  still have nothing to wear. I&#8217;ve been out shopping the last three  nights, I&#8217;ve bought two dresses, took them both back, just bought a  third one tonight, but I&#8217;m leaving the tags on. I don&#8217;t like dresses but  the last wedding I wore pants (beautiful silk ones) and I was the only  woman in pants, so now I need a dress, since I do not own one. Men just  put on a tie and jacket or suit but it&#8217;s not easy for women. Here&#8217;s my  dress dilemma: How long? Above or below the knee? Something frilly?  Don&#8217;t want to out-frill the bride. What about color? Will fuschia be too  distracting? &#8220;Look at her trying to steal the spotlight!&#8221; Then black.  Can&#8217;t go wrong with basic black.  Too morbid?  Will it send a message  that their marriage is doomed? What about a jacket? I might look like I  stopped by the wedding on my way  to a business seminar. What&#8217;s the  dress code?  Even restaurants will tell you &#8220;upscale casual.&#8221; It&#8217;s just  too stressful.  I need to bake some cookies.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Why did I have to be a girl? We have a wedding to go to next month and I still have nothing to wear. I&#8217;ve been out shopping the last three nights, I&#8217;ve bought two dresses, took them both back, just bought a third one tonight, but I&#8217;m leaving the tags on. I don&#8217;t like [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-60","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dear-diary"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/60","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=60"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/60\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":62,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/60\/revisions\/62"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=60"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=60"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyjones.com\/myblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=60"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}