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Frugal Fashion: Part 1- The Reflection

Fashion is one of those funny things, kinda like good parenting. What some consider awesome, others not so much. Most agree on the truly horrendous (such as Britney Spears, in both fashion and parenting), but there is really a lot of gray area to consider. Everyone does it differently. After some reflection here is what I have learned:

1. Just because it is "in style" doesn't mean I should wear it. Case in point: skinny jeans. I have a friend who rocks the skinny jeans WHILE PREGNANT and looks fabulous. I look a bit like an overstuffed sausage. I have too much butt and too little...well nothing is too little and there in lies the issue. No skinny jeans for me. Also the "underwear as outerwear" thing is not exactly conducive to my lifestyle. Little lacy numbers are not made for people who actually put there breasts to good use.

2. Don't betray yourself, it wont look good on you. Just because it is "in style" and you can pull it off doesn't mean you should. I like some kinda funky stuff, it reflects my personality well. My sister Amanda dresses very well and differently than I do. Her life is different than mine as is her personality. Know yourself, your style and what calls to you and stick to it.

3. Fashion is fickle. Don't spend a ton of money on a hot item that will be cold next season. Invest in jeans that make you butt look Divine and your legs look long, you will wear them for several years.

4. Remember that it doesn't really matter. Fashion is not life changing. It may seem trite that I should devote 4 blog posts to something innate as what to wear, but I have my reasons. You see, fashion may not save the world but it makes me feel better. When I give thought to my outfit and feel good in what I wear, it makes me happy. I feel put together, ready to take whatever may come my way (which more often than not involves some sort of bodily fluid)

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and i am most often beheld by my girls, who think I am beautiful in yoga pant and a tee. But on those rare occasions when I get the opportunity to interact with someone over 4 feet tall, I will now be able to hold my head up high. I will look put together, effortless, trendy and with the times, because, after all, looks can be deceiving.

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Jennifer McHam said…
haha :) Good posts my friend :) !! I can not rock the skinny jeans either. I do NOT like this pregnant friend of yours. Don't ever tell me who she is in case I know her...! (sorry skinny pregnant friend...!) Can't wait to see you sooooooon!!!
xoxo
Jen

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