For a really long time I did what I could to blend in. To not cause a scene or stand for anything too cray cray. And when it didn’t work and I ended up at the center of something silly I spent hours beating myself up about it, which was even sillier.
Now, I think life is too short. Kids and time have helped me to realise that owning who you are and what you have to offer is the best foot you can put forward in life.
Last night I got dressed for an event. I felt good. My husband walked in and asked if I was sure I wanted to wear what I was wearing, because “most women wear dresses” to this particular fancy pants dinner. I told him I was sure that my tight black jeans and silk top were the perfect platform for bold red lips. And, that I didn’t mind if everyone else was wearing a dress.
He was right. Everyone was in a dress.
I was right. It was better to stand out.