As I was getting dressed this morning, I was, once again, struck by the downward spiral that is my current wardrobe.
Is this the stay at home mom equivalent of a Micheal Kors business suit with heels? No. But am I not naked. Yes. So, that’ll do.
I’ve stayed home with Miles for one whole year now. I think I have what I like to call the Israelite/Egypt Complex of the Wardrobe.
You see, I used to work at a company where we would dress super snazzy and all professional, business women like. And by ‘we’ I mean my co-workers did. The reality is that I did not dress super or snazzy but looking back I somehow imagine that I used to wear Gucci.
In the words of Sarah Groves, “Painting pictures of Egypt, leaving out what it lacked…”
Where is the connection, you ask? Well, God worked it out so that a whole nation of people weren’t slaves anymore in Egypt. But when life didn’t come up roses, some of those people started wishing they were back as slaves again.
It’s quite the drastic comparison for my boo hoo-ing about something as trivial as clothes. I get it. But I laughed out loud today when I caught myself thinking these things and wanted to share.
If you are currently working at a place where everyone dresses like they live at J Crew, then this post is dedicated to you. And if you are currently reading this while wearing Gucci, that is quite the coincidence!
Happy Tuesday, people! (or person, if it’s just my mom reading) 🙂
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