Ever get up in the morning, workout, have a good breakfast, great shower, be feeling fantastic and running on time … then step in front of your closet to find all of that positive energy drain away?
If the answer is yes, we are likely meant to be friends.
There was a time when I thought fashion was only for girls that were 5-foot-10-inches tall and an extra small, so I never worried much about what I was wearing.
Then, slowly over time, I lost weight and developed my own sense of style. Then someone complimented me on an outfit one day and someone else said something nice about what I wore another day. Then there were a few days where I went without. Most of the time this doesn’t matter to me.
But some days, enter the crazy train where typically well balanced women, in this case me, lose all ability for rational thought.
For example, I was all ready for work early this morning. And by all ready, I mean hair looking great, feeling good about my workout, breakfast eaten and everything packed for work from my laptop to my lunch. Then I went to pick out what to wear.
Three dresses, one pair of pants, five skirts, six tops, two completely different bra-and-underwear sets, and 22 minutes later, I’m naked, surrounded by clothes and running late.
The good news is, I did figure something out and eventually made it to work, dressed – but it was not a way to start the day.
Am I alone in this?
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