My Girls

It is blessed Friday. It seems that although the weeks rush by, I am still thankful for Friday and a reprieve from the work week. The weekend is the time that I can stay home. I can get all the stuff done. Yeah right. Who am I kidding? I have big plans of getting things done, but it never works out.

This weekend I want to paint the baseboards in my kitchen. They have been looking a bit shoddy lately. But... stuff always happens. You know the usual-waking up, coffee, laundry started, unload the dishwasher, "hey what's on Netflix?", checking Facebook, and several hours later...

I do have to admit I have a thing for Facebook. Not really "my" page, but I am in a fashion group with an incredible group of women. They come from all over the world, are all different ages, and we share our love (sometimes hate) of what we like about fashion. We are a small group and bonds have been formed. It is one of my safe places, as everyone is so supportive and honest with each other.

Not only do we share fashion emergencies, but we get real. You know those days when you have had enough with your kids or your spouse? Or maybe it is a bad day at work? Whatever. It doesn't matter. They are there to raise you up. It quickly gets turned back to how those shoes complete an outfit, but sometimes that is what we need. A moment of boosting our confidence when it really matters. Life isn't easy and if talking about clothing keeps some of us from walking off the edge, well I see nothing wrong with it.

So here is to my girls. My support. My sanity. Thank you all for keeping my feet on the ground.

Kisses, 

~L