Double Mint Twins
September 17, 2015
I tell everyone who asks if Gina and I are sisters, “Yes, we’re twins from different mothers!” It confuses most; however, others laugh and comment on how we look like sisters. So imagine everyone’s reaction when we dressed exactly alike down to the same gold-toned flip flops and were affectionately dubbed the double mint twins.
It all started quite innocently while we perused a women’s clothing store in Statesville. OMG, the clothes were fabulous! Dickens, I dreamt of a whole new wardrobe as I quickly scanned the racks. Then I spotted one of my favorite colors, royal blue. Gina saw it too. Like bees to honey we rushed over and fell head over heels in love with a stunning cobalt blue spaghetti strap number with fringe from the scooped neckline down. (Fringe seems to be big this year.) Yet, as we stood in the mirror admiring that (very, very short) spectacularly deep sapphire blue dress I said, “Either, this dress needs to be five inches longer or we need to be five years younger.” A lady passing by chuckled so we changed and kept looking.
Gina spotted it first and excitedly called me over. As I scrutinized the brightly colored ‘beachy’ dress fringed from the knee down Gina held up I reached out to feel the thin material and wondered if it was see through. Hmmm, thin… what could you wear under it? Plus, it appeared a few sizes too small or hopefully super stretchy.
Gee, where could you wear it? The fringe would surely get caught in a car door, wouldn’t it? Speaking of fringe, how do you wash it? Then I looked at the tag and said, “Who cares, it’s on sale!” Even better than on sale there were two of them. In just our size: tall blonde. We each grabbed one and rushed to the dressing room to see if they fit.
Actually, ‘fit’ doesn’t describe the scene properly. More like…suck it in girl, we’re going in. Suddenly, Conway Twitty’s “Tight fittin’ jeans popped in my head. Problematically speaking, we weren’t sure whether to squeeze in from the top or climb in from the bottom. (All stretch, no zipper.) Ironically, we both decided to climb in through the bottom then spent the next ten minutes laughing as we pulled each other’s fringe out. Sounds kinky, but it wasn’t. Just necessary because the long strands of fringe were tangled and caught up in places fringe ought not to go. Smiling, fringe finally hanging straight, we giggled like school girls at our reflections in the dressing room mirror. And to our surprise the dresses fit like a glove and were incredibly comfortable.
Diddlies, Gina was so excited she wanted to wear our twin dresses somewhere right away. “If we’re going to do this we need everything to match.” I said and suggested matching accessories. Gina just happened to have two similar turquoise necklaces and I had two pair of the same gold flip flops. (I know, how does that happen, right?) Anyway, earrings were a simple fix and…Wa-la! We were ready. Ready for what I wasn’t sure, however, we picked a time and place then walked in dressed identically from head to toe. Suddenly, friends and strangers wanted to take our picture. Wild! What a blast we had all in the spirit of enjoying the moment.
Admittedly, the double mint twin thing was so awesome we dressed up again this past Saturday and went to the Morganton Festival. Our dates were all grins, all night. Felt like a night at the prom. What simple fun!
Honestly though, Gina and I are more alike than actual siblings in many ways. The similarities in our appearance alone are uncanny. We’re both tall, tanned and blonde. But that’s just what’s on the surface. In reality our lives have practically been mirror images; which amazes us. Plus, we’re both Scorpios making us soul sisters along with being best friends. Everyone needs that one friend to talk to about anything; the friend who is honest with you even if it’s hard to hear; the friend who cheers for you or lends you their shoulder to cry on while they silently cry with you. Gina’s that friend.
Plus, a very important element of our friendship is: Gina keeps my zaniness in check; meanwhile, I coax her into being zanier. It’s a perfect match! She told me once, “I only act this way around you.” Grinning, I said, “Ain’t it fun?!”
Can you imagine…trying on tight fitting jeans while you’re still damp after a shower?
Smile…fringe is in!