On Saturday, my husband and I went to a wedding – a long awaited, eagerly anticipated wedding of two wonderful people that I have known since they were children.
I wore this amazing Eloquii lace overlay dress from my old faithful Gwynnie Bee, and although my short stature meant it hit a little low than the knee length I would prefer, the bodice was black lace over nude colored material, and the skirt was body conscious without being clingy or tight.
I would never in a million years have worn something like this a year ago. And if I had, I would have been distracted all day about my arms being fat. Or my belly showing. Because no, I didn’t wear Spanx.
I’ll tell you the truth. I. Felt. Fabulous in this dress. I felt beautiful and elegant and comfortable, and if you’ve ever worn something like that, you know it adds a whole new level of enjoyment to a wonderful occasion.
I also had bare legs. No tights, no hosiery. Also something I wouldn’t have done a year ago. Because my legs are very pale. And short. With spider veins. My husband said, “Wow, you have some muscles in your legs!”, and a year ago, that would have sent me into an insecure tailspin.
But instead, I smiled proudly without even realizing it and replied, “Yeah I do.” Because I do. They’re muscular and strong naturally, and I’m grateful to have them to convey me through workdays and play.
It’s hard to explain, but it was one of the first times that I can remember that I felt totally un-self-conscious about what I was wearing, while confident and pretty at the same time.
Have you been willing to wear things you wouldn’t wear before?
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