Outside of My Scrubs: Tulle Makes Everything Better...Including Grief
Yep, that’s it….that’s the whole blog.
Give me 2 seconds to put on an outfit for a brunch and if I’m stuck, I can almost guarantee you that I’m reaching for a tee and a tulle skirt.
Ok, ok, you may say I’m overdressed in a tulle skirt (which most do 🙄), but I’m flirty, I’m feminine, and I’m fun in it…. ok? I also get to look like a life sized baby doll, so guess what? I’m never wrong in tulle 🤪.
Give me, like the whole seasons of winter and fall, and I’m putting a blazer/biker/bomber jacket over my shoulders. “100 degree heat all the way to Christmas” weather in Houston to the contrary….a jacket…
…shall…
…be draped…
…over thy shoulders.
I’d been sporting this biker jacket from Arden B for the past 13 years. It would have been pretty rare to find a week in the past decade where this puppy wasn’t adorned over my shoulders in the latter months of the year. But lets be real, the shit started falling apart 3 years ago 😂. But that’s also the mark of a good piece and someone with true style right? Being able to pair a piece with anything… for years.
Fast forward to me DYING inside when I took this jacket off and found black and brown debris all over my white outfit. My jacket, much like my resist to scream to the heavens, was crumbling lol.
The jacket was done, so I ended up pairing my garb with my black biker jacket from Zara. It worked, but my incessant need to forever hold onto my memories led to this brown jacket still sitting in the backseat of my car as I write this. It will be there until I’m ready to part ways, or until I find someone to repair it, because I doubt the former will come 😅.
All I know is….. my tulle skirts better not EVER try this falling apart shit☝🏾I’m not strong enough 🙃. Happy fall folks. ✌🏾
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