"Real" Fashion a.k.a Happy Housework Fashion
There often seems to be a big concern among bloggers and those who read their blogs over what is "real" and what is "fake" in the blog world. Personally, I assure you that all of my outfits are very real. They are the clothes I happen to be wearing whenever I can convince my husband or siblings to take a photo of me. But perhaps this one is a little more "real" than average.
That is, if by "real" I were to mean the kind of outfit I might wear when Angel's gone for 14 hours and I spend the day at home emptying all the kitchen cupboards and cleaning them, washing the bathroom counters, doing laundry, sweeping the floors, and yes, scrubbing my kitchen sink with bleach.
I confirm that yes, I did scrub my kitchen sink with bleach while wearing this outfit. That's perhaps one of those actions that falls on the not-so-intelligent side of bravery, but its true. And hey, no bleach spots have appeared yet, so I must have some talent when it comes to scrubbing!
At the time of this picture-taking I wasn't wearing shoes because I'd been home all day and the skin on my hands was itching like crazy because apparently I can't be bothered to put on rubber gloves when working with cleaners.
Perhaps 'real' isn't the right term, because I'm convinced that all of the clothes I wear are not imaginary. At least I hope so. I don't want any "The Emperor's New Clothes" episodes around here. Let's just call this the "Happy Housework Outfit." I'm sure I have a "Grumpy Housework Outfit" too, but I had a couple little sisters helping me on this particular housework endeavor, so it was definitely a happy one.
Fun Fact: I also wore this mini-dress in my senior pictures. For proof, here's 16 year old Rachel:
I like that hairstyle, but man...they forced me to pose like that. Weird. Trust me, you've never been posed till you've been posed by a Malaysian studio photographer. I think everyone ought to have that experience once in their lives, it's completely unique. They scolded me constantly! I'm all for hands on one's hips...but I much prefer smiling.
What's your favorite way to accomplish a long list of household chores?
P.S. I have a new marriage-related article up on the QUITE Magazine website, this one is: When Prince Charming Isn't Very Charming At All. Angel said that he thinks it's the best thing I've ever written, so if you have any respect for his opinion, I'd say you should read it.