Ridiculous Jealousy

Listen. Any time I scroll through Instagram, Facebook, and especially Pinterest…I feel my insides melting.

I am a pretty confident person, in my body, my style and who I am in general. But man, going through those online outlets can be debilitating. Just to give you one example, the outfits. Sure, I enjoy looking cute and having decent hair but it is not happening. Maybe by Sunday morning I can wrangle a straightener through my hair and smudge some foundation on my face.

Most days that is not happening and don't even get me started on painted finger and toenails people! Jewelry? Who has the time. Belts? I'm sorry what are those…

Being a stay at home has aimed my wardrobe at comfort level. Working out the past three months and GAINING ten pounds has made wearing clothes even more fun. Sure it may be muscle but I still don't want to buy new clothes.

Then there are the backgrounds of these outfit portraits. What a laugh! Polished wood flooring, clean mirror, beautiful furniture in the background. I have a mirror, covered in fingerprints and dust. It is in my closet full of STUFF.

So getting down to business, I wanted to take a few shots of myself in my outfit today. And as you will see…I was photobombed.

So this real life. I currently have four different mirrors in my closet with a future purpose. Boxes of photos. Baskets of hats. Clothes on clothes. My toes are far from painted. Better yet, it was hot today so you can't see that I sweated in this outfit. Is sweated a word? Hhmmm

Lastly, my sisters enjoy pointing out when I am wearing "mom outfits." Uuuhh I am a mom and so are they? So I am not sure at what point in my motherhood that my outfits became mom outfits.

What is your favorite go to outfit? Am I crazy for thinking that what I see online is unrealistic? Is everyone only showing their best sides? I want to show all sides. Not just my best because quite frankly I have not found my best side yet.

Happy Hump Day!

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The Switch

I go from being a frumpy stay at home mom to a decently dressed citizen. (Don’t mind my closet, it is organized but small.) 

I did not shower. I slathered on some make up, repositioned the hair tie, and slid into some new clothes. Added earrings. (That I love. My husband gave them to me and now I want a set in every color.)

Being a mom is tough. Looking like a mom is rough. There is a fresh feeling of dressing in clothes that make me feel good. Even when I haven’t showered in 24 hours! (Don’t worry. I eventually bathed.) 

What do you do as a parent that makes you feel good? Turns you into a human again.