Well, I bought this dress in green ($21.99). It had a slight empire waist and I thought that would be good to hide my big fat stomach. But, I was wrong about that. There I was in Spain to celebrate my sister’s 50th wedding anniversary standing with my green dress and my cross body purse, which hit just under my stomach. It highlighted and emphasized my big fat paunch. But, hey‼! That’s not the dress’s fault. I should just stop stuffing my mouth with food for a minute. Yeah…let’s be realistic about this. That’s not happening. Well, going on with my story. I was walking on the promenade in Santander with my nephews and nieces. I had thought it would be a good idea to stock up on some red wine for the main celebration the next day. So, I bought three bottles of red wine at the grocery store and had them in a plastic supermarket bag. I sat for a while and placed the plastic bag on the ground. When I got up and reached for the bag, somehow the bag turned sideways and one of the bottles broke. There I was with the broken bottle (still in the plastic bag) spilling wine all over the ground, through the plastic bag. I brought it over to the closest trash can, dribbling red blood wine all the way on the ground and on me. When I went to remove the bottle from the bag and toss it, it spritzed red wine all over the front of my green dress. Yikes‼! I figured, this is never going to come out. This has happened with red wine before and it’s very difficult to remove. The only way I’ve been successful in removing it was with club soda, which I didn’t have. So, when we returned to the villa where we were staying, I dabbed just plain water all over the front of my dress with no real expectations. Wow‼! The stain completely disappeared after it dried. My goodness, I thought, this can’t be real wine with the usual ingredients. I figured it was an inferior wine, lacking all the true qualities of good red wine.The same night, I decided to open one of the bottles to have some wine with dinner. Yes, a precursor to our celebration the next day. I brought it over to the counter, got the wine cork opener, and went at it. The top of the bottle (the glass neck) totally broke off along with the cork in it. Of course, it spilled all over the green dress again. Oh, my God‼! This poor dress is jinxed‼! I dabbed plain water on it again (yeah, this is getting to be a constant habit) and lo and behold, it once again came out totally.Well, I’m back in the States now and needed something a little less casual than the slacks I’ve been wearing to work. So, off to the green dress. Ugggh. It was so badly wrinkled. I hate to iron. So, I hung it on a hanger with some clothes pins to hold it in place and hung it in the shower with the water on hot. Several minutes later, the dress was ready for wear. I threw it on. Ummph‼! It’s still damp‼ oh, well, it will dry soon enough. Off to work.In the middle of the morning I went to the coffee station. I shouldn’t have coffee due to a strict diet I’ve been on. But, I really wanted it. So, I brewed it (in a machine that does it for you, of course) and added some almond milk (that makes my having it in the first place better in my own head) and got the lid to place on the top. But, unfortunately, it was a defective lid. And half of it was smashed and raised. This will never do. I went to remove the lid to replace it with a non-defective lid and the coffee splashed all over the front of my green dress. What a total surprise, right? Right there and then, I got one of those paper towels, saturated it with plain water and dabbed the whole front of my dress. And, yes, I had to walk back to my desk with my entire front of the dress wet from the water. It was very attractive. I figured I would have a really nasty stain from the coffee as I have always had with coffee (I can never remove the stains). I figured, “well, that’s it for the poor green dress. It certainly has travelled, though.” When it dried, the stain was totally gone. “WHAT???” What’s going on with this dress??? I even went into the ladies’ room to inspect it in the full length mirror. No, I wasn’t imagining it, the stain is totally gone. It’s pure magic. A truly magic dress.I may attempt to get another identical dress, but in a different color. But, you know what? I don’t think I will ever find a second Magic Dress. If you are a total klutz like me, perhaps you would like to give it a try with the Magic Green Dress.