Girly Interlude

Did something truly girly and far too rare yesterday; I went shopping with a friend.  I had a reward coupon from "the store".  I don't shop new stuff often, being a veteran and gifted thrifter, and this particular friend rarely shops at all, being super-frugal.  So I bribed her by offering to share my 30% coupon, and off we went.  Did we have a riotous, hedonistic, spending bender?  No, but we had fun.  Nice, calm, quiet fun, shopping late in the evening in a nearly deserted store. We rummaged among the 70% and 85% mark-downs, trying on interesting things and praising each other, I in full sincerity - she was gorgeous in everything she modeled for me - and she lying through her teeth.  "No, really, it doesn't matter that it's baggy on top and tight in the middle and hangs around your knees and makes your skin look Nile green, really, it's flattering.  You should totally buy it.  It's cute.  Really."

She is at a point in her life where she vocalizes wanting to try new things, but is still dragging her feet a bit.  She's experiencing personal growth, along with some energy-sapping health challenges.  While the same-old same-old has grown a bit stale, she still finds comfort in the colors and styles that she's worn for years.  It's a conundrum.

Imagine my delight when I found this morning that Sally had written a great post on stepping outside your sartorial comfort zone.  The challenges toward the end of the post will be particularly helpful if you're at all interested in changing things up. My intention is to choose one of these mini-challenges to take on; I'll let you know what-when-how.  Perhaps you'd like to choose one and play along?  Most of her suggestions are gender-neutral, so the fact that my readership is 100% male should not detract. Sally's advice is spot on for my friend; perhaps it will help you as well.

WARNING:  This post is safe for all, but some of Sally's writing is decidedly for grown-ups.  I advise youngsters not be allowed to nose about her blog unattended.  Also, her opinions are her opinions, not necessarily agreeing with mine.

See you on the next page.


Deb