My husband recently told me I dress like my mother. My mother.
She stylish and thin and beautiful…but she is a senior citizen! (sorry, Mom) I was devastated. My husband was quick to apologize when he saw that his comment hurt my feelings, but it was too late and we drove home from the mall in silence.
Let me start by telling you what I wear when I am not at work. Skinny jeans, tee shirts, usually some sort of sweater or cardigan, and flats. I thought I looked put together and pretty. He apparently thinks I look old. (sorry, again Mom)
I asked him what I should be wearing. He couldn’t really answer. I will tell you the only time he really, really compliments my wardrobe is when I wear tight, body hugging dresses or belts that’s cinch my waist and make it tough to breathe when worn for long periods of time. He can’t possibly expect me to wear these outfits to grocery shop or chase after a toddler??!!
Look, I see these women who wear what I consider “going out” clothes during the day. Frankly, I think they look like they’re going to a bachelorette party in Vegas. I certainly don’t think it’s appropriate for a professional, working mom to sport a spandex tube dress and thigh high boots at 4 in the afternoon on a Tuesday. On the other hand, I am secretly fascinated by these women. How do they feel comfortable? Do they wear Spanx every day so they don’t have to always suck it in? Is my husband staring at these women when I am not around? I bet the answer is they don’t, yes they do and yes, he is.
So, that brings me back to my wardrobe. Is it time for a change? Have I let my desire for comfort and functionality turn me into an old lady trapped in the body of a 33 year old woman? (and no, I don’t mind that you know my age)
I don’t know what I am going to do. One part of me wants to tell my husband that I will put more thought into my wardrobe he gets me a 24-7 nanny and a personal shopper. The other part of me wants to spice up my wardrobe and give those club hopping 20-something’s a run for their (sugar daddy’s) money.
So I think I may compromise. I am going to start wearing wedges with my jeans and t-shirts. Those count as heals right? And maybe, just maybe I will ditch the cardigan on top of the tee, and throw a belt around my waist. It may not be quite what my husband envisioned, but I am not the type to let someone else have their way…entirely. After all, sass is sometimes sexier than spandex.
What do other moms out there do to spice up their wardrobe and go from drab to fab?