Girly-Girl

I have never been much of a girly-girl. I have tried at points. Even went thru phases where I wore make up every day and wore coordinating jewelry. And as much as I like that (and try to be like that) it really isn't me.

I am not a dainty girl. I am a crawl around on the ground, jump up in the air, sit indian-style type of girl. Most of the time, you will find me in jeans and a t-shirt with my hair all over the place. Its just who I am.

The other day, I decided to buy a dainty, sheer top. Let me tell you, even though it is pretty, it hasn't worked out for me. The first time I wore it, I got it caught on a chair and snagged it. How, you ask. Well, I am talented like that. I run into things (like chairs) and happened to run into a chair (with my back, non-the-less) and caught my shirt on it. Then today, I managed to get some velcro on Connor's shoe caught on the shirt...velcro is my enemy, but that is a whole other story. And later in the day, I managed to snag my finger nail on the shirt. I bite my nails, so getting them caught on something is no easy feet.

All this has made me realize, this pretty shirt is just not for me. I am sure I will wear it a few more times before it is completely ruined. But, I have learned my lesson. The next time I see a pretty, dainty shirt, I will leave it hanging on the rack for the next girly-girl that walks thru the door!