Saturday, September 8, 2007

What do my clothes say?

At first glance my clothes don't have much to say about me, but then I look closer. Like many females we have different sets of clothes. The ones we wear for comfort, to hang out with friends, dates with our boyfriends/husbands, and playing with our children. Being married I realize that guys have their owns sets too. Before, I thought males had it so easy; they just threw on some clothes and go. In order to describe what my clothes say about me, I started thinking about how I have felt on different shopping trips. Right now shopping for me is non-existent with a 3 year old. When she was younger, I would stroll in and out of stores with a sleeping baby tucked in her buggy. What I am trying to say is, in the past I picked items with thought and because I was attracted to them. Now, it’s whatever I know works to clothe my body. Today, my clothes say, I am a sleep-deprived mom, who gave it her best effort by putting on some mascara. Which is not what I intended but well, that's life. When, I work with my husband, my clothes say I am a cutsie, relaxed young lady. On family days, I dress for comfort, because, it's a safe guess that we are either going to the Museum of Natural Science or the Zoo. The overall consensus of my clothes would say that I am not fussy, lacking accessories besides the watch, relaxed, flexible, and down to earth. I had a thing for handbags, so that would be my only flare to my ensemble. I believe this is basically how the world sees me, simple and average. This varies only in the eyes of few people. My sisters, who are all younger than me, think I don't care enough about fashion, except my handbags. This is true, except in the case of my daughter, which is a whole other issue. My friends without children always look like they stepped out of a magazine to go grocery shopping, and expect me to look the same. My friends with children always tell me I look cute, but really this is code for, at least she didn’t show up in a tee shirt and jeans, again. But, for the average person, I must seem pretty average. Just like most other moms, I dress according to what I will be doing and where I am going. My wardrobe consist of 85% all cotton items that can be machine-washed, even the dresses. 10% are clothes I just can’t let go of, because a miracle will happen one day and I will fit in them again. The other 5% is the formal dresses that I buy for parties and formal events. This section in my closest is what my daughter likes to call, “mommies dress up clothes.” My wardrobe doesn’t say as much about me, as a conversation would. I am no longer worried if I look stylish or have the latest designer jeans. I invest my time and money in my family. And, of course, Disney gets its fair share, too!

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