I have an uncanny memory for absurd and shallow details. For example, I remember what I wore to the first day of my freshman year of high school. I had agonized over it the entire summer before. I wanted to make a good impression, look nice for the teachers, but cool for my peers, and most importantly I didn't want to look like I was trying to make a good impression. I had to play it cool, go casual, like I had just thrown it together that morning. My keds had to look clean, but not too clean, not brand new, just slightly worn in.
I'd like to think that since having children of my own, I've outgrown such shallow tendencies. I'm no longer thaaat vain, that consumed with worry over what others around me think of what I'm wearing, how I cut my hair, and whether or not I wear socks with my keds. But this morning, is back to kindergarten class orientation day - you know the day when the kids can meet their classmates and their teacher and get acquainted with their new classroom. And so as I get ready to go, I am once again humbled by the reality, that I'm not as grown up as I think I am, not quite as sanctified as I'd hoped. Because the first thoughts that entered my mind were what am I going to wear? I have to make a good impression on the other moms. I don't want to look too nice, like I'm trying to hard, but I'm not just ganna wear my usual housecoat and curlers if you know what I'm saying........
I've said it before, and I'll say it again; I'm a slow learner. I hope they like me.
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I had this same experience last week when I had to meet with the people at the venue for that concert I'm coordinating. It was kind of a business meeting, so I thought I should be presentable and somewhat professional, but the place itself is an older building in the arts district...home of tatoo parlors and the like. What to wear, what to wear?! I wanted to have SOME street cred.
I settled on a denim skirt and flip flops. Ironic, because that IS my "housecoat and curlers."
Thanks for sharing! I am glad I am not the only one still stuck on this!
Hey You! Mandy H here! Thought I'd check in and say hi. Man, I think we are all vain like that, us women... you're probably more comprehensive in the details, but I remember similar things growing up. I still dread having to go anywhere and wear clothing other than my sweats, especially in my state. I get so overwhelmed though that I give up and just go in my sweats and feel like a total loser. Don't be too hard on yourself and overthink it; part of it is just enjoying puttinga an appropriate outfit togther. It's what us ladies do! ;o) Miss you!
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