In the past few weeks I have worn through two pair of jeans. That’s two of the three pair of jeans that fit me properly. One fashionably ripped at the knee pair of jeans have broke bad for good and ripped all the way across the knee. No longer fashionable now just pathetically ripped. The second pair had a little hole at the back pocket. This hole then decided that the public library would be a great place to rip down the thin seat of my jeans. Yes indeed, I bent down and heard rrrriiipppp. “Ok kids, pick your movies and books quickly, we have to leave!”
I don’t shop for me much. I’m usually picking stuff up for the house or for the kids, but rarely me. I can’t recall the last pair of jeans I bought - probably about 3-4 years ago. And I have a strange wardrobe. Either jeans and logo’d t-shirts (free from all the events I sponsored or participated in) or dressy work clothes, suits, etc. I need a good wardrobe for a mom at home that is not, I repeat NOT jeans and t-shirts or sweats along with some things that I can wear to special events and such. And also, I could use some money for said purchases as well. Oh Stacy London, where are you?
I went shopping today to look for something to wear for Nicole’s baby shower. Nothing too expensive, as I am currently not earning any money, but something cute and cheap. I am so over all the poufy, maternity like tops that are out there. I think they are cute, but since I still have remnants of my maternity belly from, ahem, two years ago they make me look about six months pregnant. Not a good look if you’re actually not pregnant. Seems that’s pretty much all that’s out there.
I did find a pair of pants and a purse (don’t judge!) , as well as earrings and a necklace.
Not sure what shirt I will wear yet. Sigh. I need a very rich and stylish friend, in exactly my size that tires of her clothes very quickly and wishes to pass them all on to little old me. Preferably one who buys real designer labels - what fun that would be!