I was in the grocery store one day, and I saw a woman who was dressed in a pretty dress, and comfortable but nice shoes. I was admiring her and thinking, "Maybe I would have more reason to dress up if I was skinnier. I'm not going to look good, whatever I do, so why bother?"
I thought about it later, and it's a wakeup call. There was a day when I wouldn't have been caught dead in public looking like I looked that day. Big baggy t-shirt, funky capris. No way!
Recently we went to my husband's graduation ceremony for his master's degree. I took care with my outfit for the ceremonial dinner, wearing black velvet gauchos with a slinky top and glittery cropped jacket. He looked at me with appreciation and said I looked good. Mmmmm....made it all worthwhile.
I enjoyed the dinner without feeling underdressed or self-conscious. Others were there in everything from nice pants to evening gowns. My husband wore his suit, and if you don't mind my saying so, we made quite a nice-looking couple.
We did the photo booth afterward, and had fun posing for American Gothic.
The next one is better, but you know, it's a photo booth...you're supposed to be a little silly, right? The giraffe is Ginger, our family mascot. (Her purpose is to help the grandchildren feel connected to us. She has her own Facebook page now, Ginger's Adventures.)