What is my style? I know this might not be a huge question for some of you, but defining my style is kind of a challenge.
See I have never been fashionable. I grew up a total tom-boy. In fact, I specifically remember hating my mom trying to do a French braid on my hair because I thought it would take forever. A French braid? Yep.
I rarely wore dresses, and hardly ever shoes. I climbed trees as high as I could go and dug holes to make underground hide outs. I didn’t bother with make up until well into high school and even then it was iffy. I mean, that would mean I would have to get up earlier. And that wasn’t gonna happen.
I have two brothers and lots of guy cousins. I was the only girl surrounded by boys, and with my competitive nature, I had to keep up. I never did princesses or Barbies, I still have a hard time understanding why little girls like that stuff. I mean, give me a princess like Tiana who has her own dreams and works hard to be somebody! That’s my kind of girl!
So then I went to college and got a little better. I have a hard body to dress because I am 6 feet tall all skirts look too short and all shirts are too short and it’s hard to dress modestly when clothes that fit are hard to find. But I managed to be a little cuter, have a little more style and even get into makeup more. It helps to have a best friend that’s adorable and is an amazing thrift shopper.
Then I joined the workforce. I started to have fun with it. I was a supervisor of a sales team and I liked feeling business-y. I mean, it was what I wanted to be when I grew up.
Then I got pregnant.
I managed to stay ok-cute during my pregnancy. I was still working and had an excuse to get all dressed up.
Then I had the baby.
Oh man. Did I lose sight of any form of cuteness. I forgot how to dress, how to shop. I often forgot how to do my hair or brush my teeth. I wasn’t cute, I didn’t have clothes that fit me the way I wanted (hello body change!) and I didn’t have money to revamp my wardrobe.
Then the second baby came. My closet was still full of clothes I had from before my first baby. Plain t-shirts that were just comfy (not cute – to be clear). Jeans I had had from college. Flip-flops. It wasn’t pretty.
I don’t know about you, but money in marriage can be a challenge. See, my husband handles all of our finances. Every penny. Because he’s good at it. I don’t ask questions, we’re never in debt and we have awesome credit scores. (thanks babe!)
But this also limited my spending. He gives me a budget each month for groceries and things I need for myself and for the boys but not a ton extra. Not because he doesn’t want me to have it, but because he is doing his best to manage our money. And if I don’t mention a need, he doesn’t see it.
Well, the other day I was complaining – err- talking, I was talking to him about it and how it was hard because I know we’re not broke (and we’ve been broke) and I still didn’t feel like I had freedom to spend. And that’s when he said it. The glorious sentence that might haunt him the rest of his life.
“Budget? What budget? I never said you had to have a budget for shopping.”
Oh honey. I’m sure that will bite you in the butt at some point, but for now, thank you. I’m loving it. I bought these funky cool pants in Amsterdam last weekend along with the shirt and a cute beenie. So with this new sentence by my side, I am ready to go out and find my style!
I can’t wait to share all my new purchases with you!
So what about you? Do you have a clothes shopping budget? Or do you just have at it?
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