I need to take a cue from Michelle O. My Easter Fashion Fail.
The Huff Post reported this starting headline re Michelle Obama.
Michelle Obama’s Easter 2013 Outfit Is A Prabal Gurung Repeat
Dear God in Heaven. The First Lady wore a dress to church Easter Sunday that she had worn before.
Well, this was my Easter morning.
Eyes opened to dark and the sound of rain. First thought. No sunrise service.
I went back to sleep. Arose a little later. Crammed iTunes gift cards, chocolate rabbits, seeds, hummingbird feeder into Easter baskets.
Had a nice family moment once children were somewhat vertical and had woken up enough to be semi-human.
Then I got everyone ready for 9 o’clock church. Sent them out the door. That left me to get ready for 9 o’clock church at 8:55 a.m.
It was still cloudy and damp but it was Easter Sunday. I pulled out a long skirt (that I’d had at least five years) and turquoise Easter egg blue sweater. Which I covered with another sweater. IT WAS DAMP PEEPS.
At last minute decided on flat sandals instead of distressed cowboy boots because spring was on the calendar and if not in the forecast.
And it was Easter.
I drove the three blocks, parked and clomped my way toward the sanctuary — all bundled up in my prairie skirt and layered sweaters.
That is when I first noticed them. All those long, high-heeled legs getting out of cars. The women. The young women with toddlers wrapped around their bodies, the middle-aged ones herding sullen teens and older women patting nervously at their hair.
EVERYONE was decked out. Like slammin’ good looking. Limes, fuchsias, silk turquoise (not wool fakey cashmere). All the women looked so fine and I looked like I was heading to a 1940s hoedown after a barn raisin’. Without a shower.
And don’t get me started on those girls home for the weekend from college.
Well, I tried to pose like that to make up for my lack of Easter style but my 12 year old said I was making her nauseous and to stop.
Honestly.
I vowed to never let Easter sneak up on my again.
Who am I kidding? I’ve never been like the other girls. My Easter bunny was brown for pity’s sake.
But I should have put forth more of an effort on Easter Sunday.
The first lady looked appropriately Easter beautiful, even if it was a second wear. I looked like I was going to a movie. At the Lubbock Cinema Draft House.
Next year I’ll be ready.
I’ve got 384 days to prepare. I think.
What about your Easter style?
So very funny! Sounds like me on … every day.
I’m thinking of getting sunglasses that look like the black band on the Fashion-Don’t images from the magazines. Might as well admit the awful truth – I’m an epic fail.
and here I thought it was all about the hats?
Next year I plan to be at Doc Lucky’s over near Universal – sunrise service, then a swim across the lake and back (1km), then pancakes. Now my decision, the Speedo or the TYR suit? Which goggles?
Thanks for making me laugh Jamie. I could just picture you rushing into church with your double sweaters on only to see all the fancy ladies. I think you should give yourself an extra 10 minutes next year and you will be good to go.
Funny! But your radiance and smiling face fooled everyone, who knew those were “old” clothes. I felt the same abt college girls!
Karen — You rocked that Royal Blue and the ruffles. Ugh. I felt like Caroline Ingles on a bad day.
Tiffani — I need your help. You could be my virtual stylist.
I think that sounds awesome Michelle. I couldn’t think about swimming here without a wetsuit till June.
Jules that made me laugh. Don’t know how many times it’s crossed my mind that my outfits and my cellulite legs in the bathing suit would be on the front page of tabloids. Thank God for small favors like not being world famous.