And lately, I feel like I'm a walking faux pas. Ill-fitting, untailored duds. Bikini briefs. Which in most ill-fitting clothes, don't matter, but in those 2 pair of pants that actually do fit, yield VPL. Yes. You read that right. Days without makeup of any kind (this damn heat and humidity make wearing anything but the sheerest powder a bear). Bras that don't fit, which let the girls slump. Boring color combinations of black and black. Clothes that should've been retired a long time ago for being just plain old tired. You name it, I've done it.
In solidarity, it turns out that most of you are willing to share. A few weeks back, I asked. You answered:
- Not getting my hair cut for three years
- Sometimes get too matchy-matchy with shoes, belt, bag. Gasp!
- Pantyhose in Atlanta in July. My feet would be all blisters without em.
- hmmm...i suppose my inability to accessorize is considered a fashion faux pas :)
But reality sets in.
3 of the 4 women who answered are mamas, but I know that even as non-mamas, it's a daily struggle. We'd be remiss and dismissive if we didn't acknowledge everyone's challenges. It's really not that easy to get it together, and we're all envious of the woman (or man) who seems to never have a hair out of place, never forgets to zipper her skirt.
I suppose they're out there, but they probably drink blood.