Marilyn Monroe Moment

Most people that have known me over the years know that I have transitioned from being a total tom boy to being capable of dressing like an adult woman when the occasion calls for it. While I prefer to live my life in jeans, t-shirts and flip flops my job does not necessarily smile upon that choice. During my time in the retail industry I built up an extensive wardrobe. Nothing extreme like you see in hoarders but I can go a good solid month without doing laundry (and I do). Needless to say the month is coming up and the mountain of laundry is growing. As my dresser empties providing less options in the morning I tend to dress fancier because that is all that is left.

My sweet new wheels

Shellie moment: This morning I decided it would be skirt day! This does not happen very often at all unless it is a special occasion. Thursday to me is not a special occasion but I am running out of clothing options. I was in the shower and shaved the legs, applied lotion to them after to reduce the glare of my beaming white gams and put on my sexy black skirt, well the only skirt I own. Remember in the last post I mentioned I typically walk to work? Well the last few weeks I have been riding my newly acquired bicycle, which rocks! What I forget about being a girl is that when you wear skirts you have to act more feminine in public. I mounted my bike and started on my way. The first little stretch is slow as I get into gear and onto the road so my choice of skirt still felt logical and good. Once I hit the road I was immediately ecstatic that I always wear a pair of shorts underneath such clothing garments. I felt like Marilyn Monroe in her white dress, but less classy and a bit less sexy...