Perhaps I am resigned to my status as a "single" 28 year old woman.
I semi-regularly leave the house in my pajamas. And without makeup and bra, as always.
I realized I really hit a turning point when I arrived at my sister's birthday in my pajamas. I looked awful. Yes, it's because I am always freezing at my mom's and pjs are the most practical solution... (I did bring jeans in case I needed to be seen somewhere where it truly mattered to me.)
But my dress code at her party is a bit telling.
Thank God the murder mystery / progressive dinner on March 5 will certainly show another side of me. I need to be girlie and feel girlie every once and again.
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