I've always been a big advocate of dressing extraordinarily even on the most ordinary of days. However, recently, I've found my long-held resolve in this area slipping slightly.
I have my excuses, we all do, but the truth is that I haven't dressed up as regularly since we moved here. The kind of clothes that are comfortable in 85 degree heat with 85% humidity in a non-airconditioned home while chasing little ones around all day are not necessarily the clothes that also look amazingly pretty. And when you no longer have conveniences like a dryer at your disposal and have to hang-dry everything you wear (and hand-wash everything that won't survive the washing machine)...laundry conservation becomes a little more important.
So sometimes, even 'dress up everyday' Rachel slips into the default mode of wearing denim capris and t-shirts Monday-Friday. At least I wear my black leather belt with the metal studs and that makes me feel cool. But I only wear it because the capris won't stay up without a belt, and I only have one belt. Getting dressed out of necessity is boring. And it's so annoying to feel boring. So on Friday I wore this outfit to the grocery store, and then to the library...that's inside our apartment complex. More of a 'book room' than a library, if' I'm honest. Because even ordinary days deserve pretty clothes.
Sometimes people ask "What's the occasion?" or "Oh, are you going out?" when they see me dressed in a manner incongruous with the ordinariness of my days. For me, the occasion is that I've got lovely dresses in my closet and colorful sashes in my dresser drawers. I strive to find the perfect balance between comfort and practicality on the one hand, and fabulous, colorful ingenuity on the other. Because what's the point of having beautiful clothes if we let them get moldy in our wardrobes while waiting for extraordinary occasions?
I love ordinary days, but I must admit, I love them a little more when I remember to wear the clothes I actually like wearing.