Personal Shopper

We all know that my fashion sense has gone out the door in the past few years. If the clothes aren't scrubs, running gear, jeans, or t-shirts, it ain't in my wardrobe. I think I posted this a few posts ago, but David and I totally have switched roles. Back in high school he was all about the jeans/jerseys look while I was the preppy dressed kid. Anytime David had a button-down shirt on people assumed I dress him (not true!) Speed up to today and I'm the one bumming while David is prim and proper, always matching, looking suave. Don't get me wrong, I'm comfortable in my own skin, but sometimes I feel like a total bum standing next to him. Of course that's my fault....I could come home and get all gussied up. Or on my days off spend a few extra minutes on myself. But it's just not going to happen. When you work 11 hours a day, 6 days a week, you get home and it's time for bed. And on my off time I'm going to spend time doing things I want instead of worrying what I'm going to wear. This idea goes all the way to my jewelry. I got a good collection of jewelry from right hand rings to necklaces, etc. Do I wear it? Nah. I can't wear it at work due to obvious reasons, but it's not like I'm going to come home and wear my "jewels" around the home.

So I've been dealing with this lately. I don't have all that many "nice" clothes. When it's come to the weekend I've been wearing t-shirts or sweaters. Obviously it's sweater weather and I only have about 5 sweaters. 3 of those are all the same style, just different color (hey, when I find something I like I buy one in every color), and are about 4 years old. Given that, they're looking pretty ragged. I can't ever justify buying regular clothes for myself because I feel so wasteful and they never get used, but I decided it was time for some new ones. So the adventure began. I absolutely hate shopping for myself. David, on the other hand, can shop all day. Mom, David, and I headed out to tackle the mission. Store after store it was a, "no. no. no." Nothing was working. Frumpy sweaters, ugly sweaters, and too expensive of sweaters. Oh yeah, not only am I picky when it comes to style, but I'm also a cheap ass. I will not spend more than $20 on a sweater. Call me crazy, but my last sweaters lasted 4 years and I didn't spend much on them. When you don't wear them that often I can't see spending a ton on them.

We finally get to TJ Maxx and within a few minutes I was done and ready to head to the next store. That's when Mom and David asked me to be patient and David produced not 1 but 3 sweaters that worked for me. Perfect fit, perfect price. So, in the future, I'm just going to send him out to do all of my shopping. Less stress and he has perfect finds. Yep, that's why he's my husband.

ETA: No big surprise but mom came through too! She ended up find a sweater online, on sale, and perfect for me. Knowing how I am she purchased 3, all different colors. Sweet!