This was the first weekend of not dressing myself and it was absolutely liberating. Normally, clothes would be strewn about my closet and I would try at least four outfits before leaving the house. This time, I had no choice. I was ready in a blink and was the first, rather then the last one to the door. It was really kind of nice.
The most notable event of the weekend was that I wore shorts and a hat. All day. In public. And, I survived! Once this challenge is over, I don’t think I’ll be making a habit of either one, but it wasn’t as bad as I feared it would be. Look at me, I’m growing!
Lily told me I looked like a fisherman. Can’t say I disagree.
We had a pretty low-key Mother’s Day, which included brunch, gardening and only mildly bickering children.
I cheated on this outfit and wore a cardigan, A. because it was legitimately chilly and B. because my arms will never see the light of day. It seemed to come together pretty well, I think.
The earrings were my favorite part…