This year, the shopping gods smiled on me, though, and last month, I just happened to see this skirt on ThredUp and ordered it on a whim. And then it came and I LOVED it and I’ve worn it a half dozen times in the last six weeks. I wasn’t thinking holidays when I bought it, but it’s perfectly festive and easy to dress up or down.
I love it when I have the right thing to wear without any stress about it (this happens exactly never to me, so I’m glorying in it this year).
And then I realized I had a little date with myself to go see Bart’s choir Christmas concert last week and a perfect reason to dress up a little.
I put on heels, some jewelry, and lipstick and enjoyed driving to downtown Mesa all by myself (is it just me, or is driving by yourself the most luxurious thing after you’ve had children?). The streets were lit up with Christmas lights and the weather was perfect. It all felt very magical and glamorous.
And then I sat next to two teenagers wearing hoodies, torn jeans, and dirty sneakers.
So I guess I didn’t need to dress up after all.
But I was still glad I did.