I’ll admit it. I’m a blog stalker. You know, one of those women who obsessively reads the blogs of other women, devouring images of their clothing and the insides of their homes.
Wow, that sounded way creepier than I thought it would!
Anyway, forget you read any of that. I was going to say that I follow quite a few Catholic mama blogs, and several of them have been participating in “What I Wore Sunday”, which is a wonderful blog initiative organised by the amazing ladies over at Fine Linen and Purple. Essentially, you take a photo of what you wore to mass on Sunday, and blog about it, linking up to the post on the Fine Linen and Purple website.
My medication pretty much wipes me out in the mornings, so after I’ve dragged myself out of bed, dressed David and JJ, and tried to get the tangles out of my hair, I usually get off to the 10.30am mass in an outfit that’s only slightly better than the pajamas I crawled out of bed in. To make matters worse, I don’t fit into any of my clothes anymore, having put on a whopping 50lbs since I started on this new medication two years ago. Some days it’s an achievement to get out of bed at all – and I do! – but the side effects of depression are never anything to be proud of. This whole arrangement doesn’t make me happy and has lead to a general sense of embarrassment. I used to figure that as long as my husband and my son looked crisp and well dressed, it didn’t matter so much how I arrived, as long as I turned up. Besides, God loves me just the way I am – He doesn’t care if I come to mass looking like I just crawled out of a crypt.
While God might not care how I look, I know I should, and as a part of my Lenten business, I’m going to do my best to dress in a manner that befits the Eucharistic feast.
So without further ado, here are my very first “What I Wore Sunday” images.
I bought this dress at Dimmeys, which is the kind of store that all the other stores send the stuff they can’t sell. So although I bought this beautiful dress new for only $15, they had cut the tags off and I have no idea who made it. I wish I had’ve bought two, honestly.
So, of course I turned the camera around on my husband and my son. I took other pictures too, but they were too blurry. I was quite proud of these op-shop finds.
These were taken just outside our house.
To read more about our crazy adventures, please check out the rest of my blog and leave a comment. I’d love to read your blog too. 🙂