I have a confession to make.
I’m not much of a fashionista.
You know that cute outfit I wore for my big photo shoot with my BFF Laura a few years back?
Designer denim, close-fitting top, industrial-strength bra, chunky necklace, leopard peep-toe heels…
I don’t really dress like that most of the time.
In real life, I’m more of a sweatpants/man’s t-shirt/comfortable shoes/ponytail/no make-up kind of gal. In other words, Frumpasaurus Rex.
Truly, if you ran into me at the Piggly Wiggly, you probably wouldn’t even recognize me. That’s kinda my evil-genius-plan, actually.
Of course, it never works out that way. Like the Murphy’s Law of Fashion, if you ever want to guarantee you’ll run into someone you know, leave the house in your pajamas or house cleaning clothes (aka, my daily uniform).
Speaking of which, last Monday afternoon, little Bucket Head and I ran to the store for a couple of last minute staples (i.e. wine and kale).
Anyhooo… as I’m walking to my car in my flip flops, dirty cargo pants, and tomato stained t-shirt, I saw a striking woman smiling at me. No lie, this lady looked like a movie star. She had on short-shorts (with the legs to pull it off), sassy wedge heels, a peasant blouse, huge sunglasses, and her hair was Farrah Fawcett perfect. She almost blinded me with her luminescent smile. I wondered why she was smiling at me. Was my fly down? Toilet paper stuck to my shoe? Was Bucket Head shaking his groove thing? That’s when it dawned on me…OMG, I know her.
It was Mini-Me’s STUDENT TEACHER.
Hold it right there, Bub. Don’t assume she’s 23 years old just because she’s a student teacher with killer gams in a trendy getup. Welcome to Atlanta, honey. This foxy lady is a full-grown woman with three kids ages 10 and up! I would have guessed she was in her mid thirties.
My first thought: SHIT – I hope she doesn’t see these two gigantic boxes of wine in my cart! Then I thought, well damn, maybe it will earn my child some sympathy points… as in, “Bless her heart, her mama’s a lush and all.”
The next day, Mini-Me said “Mrs. Fletcher told me she saw you at the grocery store yesterday. I just love her. She’s SO pretty. Mom, can you believe she’s 41 years old, just like you? I mean she looks so young!!!”
Fuck. A. Duck.
And I don’t say that lightly. Ducks have super scary penises, FYI.
So I was feeling even frumpier than usual when I happened upon this post by a sassy new blogging sistah, Heather. It confirmed my suspicions that I should probably put a little more effort into my everyday outward appearance.
The comments from that post lead me to another post called What I Wore Wednesday by the adorable and totally-not-frumpy-looking Lindsey over at The Pleated Poppy. There, women from all over the blogosphere are linking up to showcase cute outfits they wore the week before.
And that reminded me of this post from last week by Megan over at Declutter Daily. Megan is my decluttering hero. She only has 24 things in her closet! Here’s what she has to say about that:
More recently I am finding that I tend to look more put together, mostly it’s just the difference between a blouse and a t-shirt, nothing big. I guess it is because everything is easy to find; accessories, shoes, scarves- I know where they are and the choices are not overwhelming.
Put all these events together and what do you get? A fashion show! Yep, I peeled off my nacho cheese and dog hair encrusted sweats and put together a real outfit today, with a bra and lipstick and everythang!
Wanna see? (Oh just humor me and look. I’m obviously starved for attention.)
"Oh Niles, you cheek! Of course I'll star in your British mini-series about frumpy Americans!"
"Ack, the nerve. He cast someone else for the role! Didn't he see my jiggly grandma arms?!"
"Fine. Forget the mini-series. Who do I have to fuck to get some unbroken taco shells?"
"Ewwwww. Ike's been eating crayons again. Dammit. And you wonder why I drink."
So that’s What I Wore Wednesday. And wouldn’t you know it? I didn’t see a single person I knew. Figures.
And that’s why I’m wearing it again today, and probably tomorrow too. Although I paired it with some leopard flats and a coral cardigan today, just so people won’t think I’m homeless.
Bucket Head took this action shot... he's only 4, give him a break.
Here are the details of my ensemble, just in case you want to emulate my look, and/or avoid where I shop:
- Jeans: Levi’s 501, from the men’s department at Kohl’s
- Tanks: J. Crew (striped tissue tank) & Jockey PJ tank under it
- Cardigan: J. Crew
- Shoes: both pairs are from Target
- Bag: Coach Outlet
- Bracelet: SERRV Catalog (OMG, it’s on sale!)
Final verdict? It felt good to be fully dressed in something semi-presentable. I actually felt like people treated me differently…in a good way. Maybe I was just reeking of confidence and commanded more respect. Hey, better than my usual reek of wine, urine, and defeat, I’ll tell you that.
Let’s get an expert opinion. Bucket Head? What did you think of Mommy’s new look?
I’ll take that as a compliment.
Here’s to making an effort!
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