Greetings~
Happy Saturday! The weekend is finally upon us! As I am
sitting here cup of coffee in hand I have realized that I am experiencing some
type of clothing crisis. I am wearing my tie dyed jump suit (jump suits are
coming back in fashion FYI). I have taken to shopping in the juniors
department, because I can! The first purchase was The Mean Girls t-shirt-I love
that movie, but it has been expanding and expanding. I am now the proud owner
of several Batman t shirts (this would be because this little boy who stole my
heart). An Olaf t- shirt, because
really, some people ARE worth melting for. Last time while I was in Kohl’s I
found myself in the dressing room jumping up and down into the skinny jeans.
Skinny jeans are waning out but I just never had an official pair of skinny
jeans, jeggings yes-leggings yes, but skinny jeans…I now have two pair! I am
returning one pair because truth be told give me a pair of Mom jeans any day,
they really are more comfortable. Once I was chuckling at an old friend who
could not embrace getting older or the slow expansion of her mid section-it
happens- and was still dressing in the juniors department, trying to squeeze
into something she wore 10 years ago. Is that me now? I am a semi attractive
older woman, can I say older? Am I “older”? What is older? When I was a kid 30
seemed old, now my friends children that I still refer to as “the girls” are
embarking upon 30. When did that happen? I don’t worry about wrinkles or
stretch marks. I earned them. They are a badge of my life. They are a badge of
courage. They are a badge of being a woman. A wrinkle not only shows I have
spent a lot of time thinking but it shows I have spent a lot of time laughing
and smiling. My stretch marks, life came out of my body-need I say more?
"Aging is not lost
youth but a new stage of opportunity and strength." Betty Friedan
(1921-2006)
Love and Light,
Agoraphobia Gurl
