Pursuing sanctity, one vintage kitchen find (and vodka) at a time
What's also funny, is how I fall for semi-dressy or out-on-the-town, better casual wear when Monday thru Saturday I need to wear stuff that is more appropriate for cleaning a chicken coop, plunging clogged toilets, etc. I put on a dress once week for mass. So the dressy casual stuff piles up unused. Well, occasionally used when I decide that a trip to Walmart merits something beyond the chicken coop outfit.
Oh so true! I'm still buying outfits for nights-out-on-the-town for our big, second-honeymoon 25th anniversary trip (My 25th anniversary was five years ago, and the trip never took place). I probaby need therapy.