Blah… Another Monday. I suppose I should be happy I’m alive, that my family is healthy and comfortable, and that and that I was able to send my husband off to work, and my kids off to school with full bellies and full lunchboxes – which, don’t get me wrong – I am; but that doesn’t change the fact that the weekend was too short, the hubby was in a bad mood through most of it, and that mommy may have had a few glasses of wine last night and would prefer to stay in bed rather than make anyone a stupid tuna fish sandwich!!! Sorry. I needed to vent.
But alas, here I am, dressed and coiffed, with slight tuna breath, (I wasn’t about to waste the leftovers) and an even stinkier attitude. The silver lining to this dark Monday cloud – I look cute, though! Ha.
I figured, since it’s a little too early to be making magaritas out of my Monday morning lemons, (is it really, though?) I may as well turn my bitterness around with a great outfit! I often don’t put much effort into my appearance when I’m feeling like this, but since I have no choice but to be out and about, I’m making the best of it by sporting a couple of new acquisitions.
I had been drooling over this quilted denim bomber from ASOS Curve for a while, and when it finally went on sale, I snatched it up. I’ve paired it with a gorgeous nude, sequin tank by Love & Legend, that I’ve had for a while, a new black skirt from Forever 21+, taupe, t-strap flats, also from Forever 21, and a snazzy pair of rose gold statement earrings to complete the look.
I really enjoy mixing styles, and the dressy, sequin tank top, and skirt put together with the super casual denim bomber and flats just balance each other out so perfectly. And, balance is really the key to fashion; but it doesn’t end there. Life in general, requires a certain balance in order to run smoothly and not drive us crazy; and on days like this, finding that balance – that silver lining, is the only way to get out of the funk we are in (whether it’s justified or not) and realize that the sun is shining, and that the day is going to be okay.
Now, all I need is to make it out the door without my three-year-old wiping snot (or poop) on my skirt and I’ll be able to keep my nasty attitude in check…