As much as I love tapping into the hippie, granola chick in me (what with all the homemade butter and goat cheese I’ve been turning out), there’s still a quirky fashionista that likes to pop out and remind me to keep pushing the limits.
‘Cause, let’s face it, these jeans that I bought the other day SHOULD have been the limit.
There I was in the dressing room at the Rack (a.k.a. Nordstrom Rack, but we’re way too friendly to speak so formally) having a mental conversation with myself.
Mature Square Piece: Can I still do this? I am a mother.
Young and Fun Square Piece: Puh-lease. Of course you can.
Mature Square Piece: Is this crazy? I mean, they do fit after all.
Young and Fun Square Piece: They’re too incredible to let someone else own them.
Mature Square Piece: And what savings! Who would ever have paid $198 for these crazy pants?!
Young and Fun Square Piece: And you DO have that $20.00 Nordstrom note! That means they’re free!
Mature Square Piece: Practically speaking, I’d be able to wear them at work.
Young and Fun Square Piece: Yeah, you ARE still a hairstylist after all. Therefore, you don’t always have to dress like a nursing, stay-at-home mom.
Mature Square Piece: Brian’s going to hate them.
Young and Fun Square Piece: *devilish snicker* Yep.
Mature Square Piece: If I wear a long, plain top…
Young and Fun Square Piece: Hush, girl! It don’t matta’ how you do it, you got this!
Now, when making important decisions like this, the tiny confines of my dressing room are never enough. Nope, I need to step back and behold these wonders in a three way mirror… a mirror which happens to be in EVERYONE’s view. The Rack assistant and another shopper saw me checkin’ myself out and both marveled in agreement that these pants were amazing.
With eyes that glistened as though looking at something sparkly and a tone hushed in awe, I replied, “I knooooooooooow! They’re so ugggggggly!” *insert my beaming smile*
At this point, I lost ’em. Those girls didn’t realize that to me, ‘ugly’ was a good thing. Come on! Haven’t you ever seen something so ugly that it was cute? Or so quirky that it was mesmerizing? Same thought for the pants.
One problem. The assistant kept trying to give me pointers on how to rock the jeans.
Assistant: You know what you should do?
Me: Wear a long top.
Assistant: Oh, I was going to say wear a short top. But you could do long ,too.
Me: And flow-y.
Assistant: You could do loose. You could do tight. Just make sure that it’s one color.
Me, thinking, Aw, man! Why’d you have to go and say that? Declaring fashion rules just means I’m gonna have to find a way to break them! And I’m wayyy too busy to pencil ‘defiance’ into my agenda!
Sure ’nuff. Brian thinks they’re hideous. He says that I remind him of this guy:
But he says it with a smile.
I refuse to acknowledge the similarities.
By the way, the Rack knows how to keep me wrapped around its finger. Look at what they put at the bottom of the receipt:
Modest Square Piece: Come now, Rack. ‘Genius?’ Well… Alllllllright. I mean, I’m not gonna argue… 😉
LOL @ the conversation with yourself. 🙂
Awesome savings! What was the other item?
Just a little somethin’ for Bennett. 🙂
I love those pants!
They are great! Just wait ’til you have Bennett and Brian commenting on your clothing…..will you doubt yourself then? How does a ” nursing, stay-at-home mom” dress anyway? You look marvelous, darling.
those pants totally rock!
At your age, or a bit older, mine were black and brown leopard leggings. I wore a black top with them but you know, you could wear anything and look terrific. This picture is awesome.
Oh, I wish i had your boldness and eye for fashion! I regularly find myself floundering in clothes stores, trying to define my style now that Im a grown up. :/
Well, you’re always welcome to text me pics of outfits you’re unsure of. I’ll try and offer some helpful advice to get you to successfully pull it all together!
Btw, my sense of fashion was born out of creativity that poverty requires! Had to make the most of what I had!
Bah ha ha! Love these pants! Love the conversation in your head! Love the picture that Brian was thinkin’ about. And yes, things can be so ugly that I must have it. The old me wouldn’t recognize the new me. Just yesterday I thought, “why do I have to have matching plates?” as I was in WalMart. I liked “this” plate and “that one” and “oOoOo look at this one here!” I wanted 5 different individual plates to eat off of. Quirky is nice. 🙂 Rach didn’t seem to agree with me on this one. lol
Not much matches in my kitchen either.
I saw your crazy pants (or nearly identical crazy pants) on a teenager today at church. They looked much better on you!