One - my sister thinks this guy has more talent than me (there goes her favorite sister of the year award).
Two - my friend Pam loves Oprah, (but still wears capris so she's ok ).
Three - my friend Sherri doesn't mince words " I mistrust, dismiss, and have great disdain for all that nonsense and anyone associated with it." (come on Sherri, tell us how you really feel. I love her fire, I think it has something to do with the name).Isn't it funny how one post can elicit so many different reactions.
HOWEVER, at this time, I find myself compelled to alter my current stance on capris pants.
Yes, you heard that right. SAIDFRAZ is changing her opinion.
Here's my official statement: While I find it perfectly acceptable for women of any age to wear capris pants, I must clarify that NOT ALL CAPRIS SHOULD BE WORN .....
..... except maybe in the privacy of ones own home .... where you can run around naked for all I care, though peeping-tom neighbors might object (but, if they'd mind their own beeswax then it still wouldn't be an issue now would it?).
Whew, glad I got all that out.
Sooooo, you ask. What brought on this change of heart?
Today Eddie stayed home with Grandma, and Dale and Andrew are at work, leaving me all by my lonesome (unless of course you count the cat and dog, who could care less about the topic at hand, by the way). In celebration of my ME day I decided to throw caution to the wind by skipping makeup and hair-fixing. If you're a male this doesn't mean so much to you but I know all you girls get it. Nothing can be more liberating than a day without the "fixin's."
Some of you will be relieved when I clarify not everything was disregarded - I forced myself to put on clothes. It was my clothing selection that brought on my change of heart.
When I talked about capris before I think I mentioned they make up about 95% of my warm weather wardrobe. I counted the other day and am embarrassed to admit that I have 25 pairs of capris in my closet. A third of them are what I consider "nice" and I only wear them to church, nice dinners out, etc., another third are my every-day-it's-ok-to-be-seen-out-in-public pants, and then there are the rest, the ones that are only good for hanging around the house.
I call this last set of capris my "I don't care what I look like pants." When I wear these pants, the picture it paints....well, let's just say ... it ain't purty! It's all too evident I'm only dressing for myself and definitely not for that Tim guy. And thus, it's these capris, the "I don't care what I look like pants," that I'm talking about when I say NOT ALL CAPRIS SHOULD BE WORN.
In other words, "just because you can, doesn't mean you should."
I'll drive that point home by showing you the pair I'm wearing today
So, there you have it. Me admitting that sometimes, some pants, are NOT to be worn in public. And, it doesn't matter who you, how old you are, or how fat you are!
Unless of course your goal is to either scream "I can wear whatever I darn well please" OR to embarrass your children. If that's the case then I say go for it, show the world you're not afraid to be your own woman.
These women are not afraid.
Suddenly those flowery capris don't look so bad now do they?