I’m an Adult
This weekend I was able to find the PERFECT dress at Dillards. We went early, just as the mall opened, with two babies in tow. They were lovely! The sales lady in the BCBG area was brilliant and low and behold the dress that she picked out was the one that I bought. I never would have thought to try that dress on based on how it looked on the hanger but she really did know her stuff. I’m thrilled to have the perfect dress (and thanks to DSW the perfect shoes) for the upcoming wedding. It’s the most I’ve ever spent on a piece of clothing before but I have an interesting attitude about it. I feel like as a woman of 34 years, with two children, going through a divorce and remarriage, etc etc, I deserve to look and feel good at this wedding and the cost (within reality) shouldn’t matter. Granted I wouldn’t have bought a (regular priced) dress at Neiman Marcus, but I still think I did something kind of “adult.” I’m not even sure what word to use to explain how I feel about it but “adult” does seem to come to mind. I’m constantly still going “oh wait, I’m an adult now” when I’m living life. Of course I have a feeling that next weekend while in Aspen with all of my old and very dear friends we’ll be slipping into silly behavior, that’s actually very adult of us isn’t it? ;)
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I can’t wait to see it!!!! AND YOU!