Skirt: Kohl's (ABstudio) | Shirt: Wrapper
Tights: unknown | Boots: Big Buddha
Purse: Coach Outlet
I used to get a little annoyed with women who had Coach purses. Or any fancy schmancy designer clothing. I'm a purse and shoes girl, fo' sho'. I love clothes. I even love designer brands. But most of my clothes come from either thrift stores or clearance racks. I bought this skirt yesterday for $13, but I thought that was even too much (I only got it because I had a gift card). So hundreds of dollars on a purse seemed like such a waste. I mean, how many meals for the poor could you buy with that?
Then, my husband bought me my first Coach purse at the outlet near my home for our first Christmas together (when we were dating). I got another one from him the next Christmas (we were engaged). Do you see a trend? Well, the following two Christmases were our first two together as a married couple (read: poor) and our gift spending limit was only $30, obviously not enough for a Coach purse even at an outlet. So I continued to use the last purse he gave me. For three years. Seriously. It's only now just beginning to wear out. I used to have to buy a new purse about three times a year (what can I say, I'm rough on them, they go everywhere with me and hold my entire life). A $100 Coach purse from the outlet store actually saved me money, since I would have bought nine $30 purses during the time I used it. Who would have thought a Coach purse was a thrifty buy?
Anyway, the point of the story is that I no longer judge women on their clothing (or accessories). I've scored some really nice name brand clothing at thrift stores and wonder how many people are wrongly judging me. How many people know that we are living with my parents and have a little one to care for and assume I'm racking up the credit card bills to buy fancy clothing? How many people at Mass think I should give a little more to the collection and a little less to my closet? Yep, I used to be the judgy judger in the pew next to you giving your Louboutins "the look". Not anymore. Feel free to wear your designer duds and I promise I will be judgment free. I've learned my lesson.
On another note, Lucia was a terror in Church today. Not awful, but utilizing Grace's Mass behavior grading scale, she'd get a solid D. But she would have been an angel, I'm convinced, if we hadn't been sitting in front of those kids. The ones that ate an entire meal during Mass. That ran around like wild apes. And my well-behaved girl got just a tiny bit confused and thought that maybe, just maybe, that was appropriate Church behavior. So yeah, we'll get to the Church right before Mass next time and pick a seat next to some really well-behaved old folks who we would like our impressionable one-year-old to emulate. On yet another note, the priest gave a powerful homily about giving our best gifts to God based on the first reading in which Hannah left her son, Samuel, at the temple. Can you imagine letting go of your beloved child, the one you'd prayed so hard for? How often do we give God our "leftovers", the things we don't want, those last few minutes at the end of the day when we are too exhausted to mutter anything but a simple prayer of rote memorization? I think that describes me to a tee. I'm not huge into New Year's resolutions, but if I was, I think mine would be to wake up fifteen minutes early each day to pray before the stress and busyness of the day stripped away my best self.
I'm linking up to Fine Linen and Purple's What I Wore Sunday linkup. Check it out for more church attire inspiration.