Summer and vacation planning is upon us!! My hubby and I celebrated 19 years of marriage a couple weeks ago! One day I’ll share with you all why that is a bonified miracle of God, but for today lets just talk a couple of fabulous outfits and gorgeous Florida! Continue reading
It’s been a minute since I have done a fashion post! All of these outfits (except the last one) are looks I live in- carpool, grocery store, church, meetings… but I do keep a pair of flats in my car in case my feet start to hurt! 5 inch heels are a wondrous accessory but it’s tough to run errands in them for 4 hours!
Even though the looks in this post are seriously incredible (wink), keep in mind there are plenty of days I am in sweats with old mascara under my eyes and funk in my pits. Last week I went to dinner with friends in my pajamas and robe because I didn’t feel like getting dressed.
I’ll be 42 this year and if I don’t feel like getting dressed I ain’t gonna. I like me, regardless of my outer trappings, and that means I can BE ME! It is a good thing to be comfortable in your own skin. For me that looks like PJ’s and a fuzzy robe at Olive Garden… for you it might be something else. The point is to love ourselves, with all our complexities, and express it in self-affirming, God-honoring ways. God is pleased when we enjoy how He made us.
Thanks for letting me rant… now you check out the looks while I put my soapbox away… Continue reading
Soooo…. I’ve gained about 9 pounds in the past 4 weeks (TMI?). Not the first time this has happened and I’d be a fool to think it was the last. I swear if I eat one simple carb after 4pm my body bloats like a stuck pig, a phenomena that began occurring when I hit 40+. This is one of my favorite outfits to wear when I’ve fallen off the healthy-eating wagon and jumped on the sugar-is-my-best-friend wagon because, hey, I’m me. I struggle to be disciplined and sometimes I just blow it. As much as I’d like to say I stay on track it would be a lie. Beating myself up is always a temptation. Key word: temptation, which means I have a choice. My best choice is to forgive myself, pray, set my sights on the new goal, get accountability and love myself through it. I’ve learned to be gentle with me. Punishing myself with the quiet venom of criticism gets me no where but deeper in the hole. Continue reading