Author Fashion

#AuthorLifeMonth wants me to post about fashion? Um…I’m a writer – an introvert who would dress in pajamas and yoga wear all day, everyday if I could.

Lucky me, I’ve found a way to do so…LOL

No judgements, but I survived mainly in Lularoe. It’s comfortable, moves with me, and their necklines don’t give the teenage boys who make up the majority of my classes, an unfettered view at my “girls.”

I wanted to have someone grab a picture of me teaching Monday in something delightful from Lula (picture=1000 words and all that), but we had a snow day instead. 5 inches they say but I swear there were 8 inches on the top of my car Tuesday when I tried to broom it off. LOL

According to the weather service, there’s a 1% chance we won’t get more snow Friday. Woohoo! Snow weekend. I better go get groceries.

Wednesday Words 2.14

It’s apparently Valentine’s Day. I got my first clue it was coming when I took a girlfriend to my favorite Lularoe dealer this past Sunday. She gave away Valentine’s leggings with every purchase.

Then this morning my father in law calls me.

“I just wanted to wish you a Happy Valentine’s Day. It’s so nice to hear your voice.”

I do have an awesome phone voice.

“And I wanted you to know if (insert hubs name here) doesn’t do anything for Valentine’s Day, it’s not his fault. I never did anything for his mom when he was growing up.”

That’s stinkin’ cute.

We don’t actually do Valentine’s Day in my house. Our dating anniversary was like five days before Valentine’s so it seemed pointless. And then once we got married…whatever.

I actually texted my hubs to warn him I already bought flowers while getting groceries so not to get guilted into buying any on the way home from work. ROFL

The kiddo went to school today. Thank god. Wednesday is the one day a week he goes to class for 6 hours without me. But he hadn’t been since before Thanksgiving, long story about that, he went today. I have time to write and yoga, so I’m going to get on that.

PS. Yes, I am a Lularoe devotee. I like to look like I made an effort while feeling like I am wearing pajamas. Lula fits the bill, perfectly.