OHMommy has challenged us. She wants us to go to the mall, find something not black, and buy it. Then, we are supposed to take a picture of our self on a counter in front of a mirror.
Well, I’ll take the challenge. And, modify it so I can play.
The thing is, I really am not good at shopping. Target, CVS, no problem. Clothes, shoes, the mall? Not so much. And, even if I were good at shopping, there are so many teenagers at the mall. And, I get enough of them during the day.
So, since I don’t like to go to the mall, and I don’t shop well. I’ve got an alternate. My sister. Emily loves to shop. Emily ALWAYS looks good and pulled together. And, she always finds the best deals. And, she loves me.
Combine all of those things, and I end up with my own personal shopper. I didn’t even appoint her. She buys me the best clothes. And, when she dresses me, I always look good.
Oh, and the counter top thing? I don’t have a bathroom island…or a kitchen island…so, I’ve got a small patch of wood floor in the foyer. Does that count, OHMommy?
I present you…my dress (that has black in it, but it’s mostly ivory). And, Mr. Serious gets to play, too, because I never shared the picture from our anniversary (12-20).
Emily dressed us both. So despite the fact that we were both dog-tired, I think we still look pretty good! And, of course, I had a little help in the mid-section (read: post baby area) from the wonderful Spanx. Who cares that it hurt to sit in the seat because they sucked me in so tight….because they did just that.