Musing on a daughter’s honesty.
Today was one of those days.
I got dressed at 7 a.m. after a swim this morning and I was off to the races.
At 5:05 p.m, flying home from my daughter’s piano lesson…
“Mama. You’re too old to show your stomach.”
I knew exactly what she meant.
There was this part of my shirt that was cut out and showed the side roll of my ever-expanding hips.
Very discreet picture of the offensive shirt and skin.
She followed with, “You could get away with that if you were 19.”
Okay, Missy. I wasn’t trying to get away with or show anything.
It was an accident. I dressed so fast….I didn’t know. I was just happy to be dressed and on time to everywhere I needed to be today.
I only saw offending side hip-ish skin in the HUGE bathroom mirror of the office building at my Atlanta writing group meeting.
So anyone who saw me today.
I did not think I was 19.
It was an accidental style miscue.
Have you ever stepped out only to see yourself in the mirror and think…
I really hope know one thinks I think that I should be wearing this?
I can’t tell what you are wearing from those pictures and I know your wardrobe — All I know is you look great to me.
All I know is in our 10 yo’s opinion, “skin to win” has a shelf life of 19 years.
Lmbo! Omg…Jamie, there have been many-a-days when I’ve made it to the 19th floor, worked for about two hours, and then went to the restroom only to look in the full length mirror and think to myself…”mmm mmm, you really need to go home and try again!”
Don’t lose heart. I don’t see anything offensive. I’m sure it wasn’t bad at all. Your husbands comment is sweet. Your daughters honesty is beautiful…and pretty “on” for her age.
I know Sydney. Kind friends might but mirrors never lie. Ugh.
You’re sweet Katie. I censored the pic so no one’s stomach might get upset.