For several years now, my daughters have hated going shopping. Really, they can't stand it. I think the problem is two-fold. First of all, as you might already know. I HATE SHOPPING. Seriously. There is nothing appealing to me about walking around for hours just to see if there might possibly be something that I maybe want to own. Who does that?
The other problem might have something to do with the wacky body shape they inherited from me. Big busted, tiny waisted and very short.
If you didn't know better, you might think that was a good thing.
But if you've ever tried to shop for modest clothing with those proportions, you know that it's incredibly difficult.
Have you ever tried to find a T-shirt that was high necked and small waisted, and still leaves plenty of room for boobs and hips? I'm telling you it can't be done. Shade, Down East, Divine Modest-Tee, ModBe, we've tried them all. They suck.
Usually we settle for something that's semi-tight in the bust region, and very baggy around the waist, making them look somewhat like a box. A very short box.
And swimsuit shopping is nigh impossible. This year we finally settled for some suits from Modbe, which on normal people would be actually modest, but on my daughters? They are just the least non-modest swimsuits we could find. (don't tell me about surfer tops, it's a whole 'nother problem - mkay?)
You might be wondering why all this is boiling over today. Well... the Sadie Hawkins dance is this weekend, and somebody around here really needs a new outfit, but I've been met with actual mutiny. Orr..... it's entirely possible that it's me who's mutinizing. Those things get a little muddled, don't they?
Wish me luck, say a prayer, and if you want to bring me some chocolate cake, that might be good, too.
(OK, I just re-read this and it sounds a little whiny. Sorry about that. Just one of those days, I guess.)