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5/24/2018

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As I had mentioned last week, since I last worked outside our wee piece of heaven in the middle of nowhere I have slipped into the comfy clothing side of life. I sit here on my perch wearing old perhaps moderately torn track pants and a long sleeved pink tee shirt that for sure has seen better days. In my defense, after I finish my coffee I will be heading out to one of the gardens for more cleanup, properly dressed for tick prevention. Garden clean up takes forever when you are only allowed to work for ten minutes at a time, damn hip and back grrrr.

Anyhoo...quite a while ago, probs a couple of years, KB2 stopped in for one of her quick overnight visits; she flew in the door with a bottle of red under her arm, wearing a cute skirt, funky top, makeup and her hair a tad messy from the top down drive to our home. She looked awesome! I am sure that I met her wearing “dressy” track pants and a better pink tee shirt or even better a purple sweatshirt. In her loving way her first words were “HEY JILLIE!”, then a quick chat about how great she looked with one of my girls where it was quickly decided that I had to find a style, some style, any style.

Last spring the love of my immediate life and I were about to embark on an adventure to Scotalnd and France. Scotland to see LLB and her boy and France for a Viking River Cruise with our friends Bass and Bling. I decided that some shopping was in order and I was going to find that elusive thing - style. Track pants were only going to be worn in the Highlands of Scotland.

I was able to purchase an amazing raincoat by Nicole Asmar, purple of course. Originally made for horseback riding, opening the zipper at the back would allow me more movement while hiking with my track pants :) in the Highlands. Zipped up, I would look city chic for our city visits. Score one for Jillie! Then I ventured into our local mall straight to what is a safe store for me, Cleo. I had a gift card and I was going to rock this style thing. A woman on a mission. I HAD this. I gathered up what I thought would work and headed back to the dreaded fitting room.


What the HELL is it with sizing dear imaginary readers? Some things I am petite others regular and a size bigger or smaller - don’t get me started about pants and their fit and length. I get it I am short with boobs but for the love of God sizing and shape confuse the heck outta me. To petite or not petite that is my question. I digress....I put together different outfits trekked to the full length mirror and took photos to send to the fashion police. LLB in Aberdeen, and Baby Girl on the east coast. With their votes duly noted I would yea or nay. A lovely flowered top, the stripped pink shirt on this site, long sleeved detailed tee shirts all got the nod; as did some jeans. I had IT, I had STYLE woot woot!

The following weekend while on FaceTime with the girls it was a time for a fashion show. They liked everything in different lighting of my bedroom. SCORE! Then almost simultaneously they said “hey Ma, can ya lift your top so we can see the jeans?” Up went the top, then the request to turn around. Then came the cry “Oh Ma! What did you do? You have bling on your ass!”

Well dear imaginary readers, I shone my blingie ass around Scotland and France thinking each time I wore them of the embarrassment my girls would have been feeling if they had been with me. I guess my quest for style is to be continued.....
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Don Lachance link
5/27/2018 09:06:05 am

Jill I love your writing. What an awesome blog you are building. Thanks for the courage in sharing your truth.

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