Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Open Letter to Clinton and Stacy:

Dear Clinton and Stacy,

You two are evil incarnate. I think you know this, though. I watch What Not to Wear every Friday night when my husband refs soccer games (cuz getting him to watch it is sheer torture for both of us, but that is another blog post). I love your show and try to incorporate your "rules" into my wardrobe.

But, tonight, you drove me to the brink of insanity. Off to my writers' group meeting and knowing that one of my former magazine editors would be there, I dressed nicer than my usual jeans, sweatshirt and sneakers. I pulled out the nice grey dress slacks with the bigger legs at the bottom, sexy yet professional dressy shirt with the print, criss cross, V-neck and the heels.

You guys can bite me about all the rules. I had to walk around with my stomach sucked in and my feet were killing me by the end of the night. Heels were not meant for soccer moms pushing 40. No no no no no. NO.

Hard to look professional when you're grimacing from the pain. So, Clinton and Stacy, unless you are going to fly down from NYC to ambush me with a $5,000 gift card to buy a new wardrobe, you may just have to make fun of me in my low rise jeans, too tight T-shirt and sneakers. Cuz, I'm all about comfort.

Until next time I need to make a good impression. *sigh*

army of mom


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