Shopping Blues

I went shopping yesterday in a frantic search for a decent dress for my nephew's wedding dinner, which is scheduled to take place in less than two weeks.  I visited a nearby dress shop, whose sales assistant eagerly brought out at least a dozen evening gowns for me to try.  There was a red midi-length dress with subtle embroidery and sequins which I liked but the low V neckline made my collar bones stick out like salt cellars.  I looked like I hadn't eaten for days!  I decided not to buy it, much to the disappointment of the sales assistant and trotted to another shop where again I tried on several dresses recommended by the sales girl.  I was getting really tired jumping in and out of all kinds of dresses when finally, to my relief, I found a dark blue creation in lace with a satin bow to tie at the waist.  A little old fashioned but I felt "safe" in it because it covered me up completely without exposing any unsightly bones and aging flesh.  Now I'm wondering whether people will mistake me for my nephew's grandmother....