My Green Pants

No no no, this is not a post about the great Dr Seuss's "The Pale Green Pants With Nobody Inside Them".  (Although, as a serious lover of children's books, that is quite a fabulous book and may subconsciously the reason I was brave enough to purchase green pants in the first place...)

Nope.  This is a post about my green pants.  And they're more turquoise, not pale green.  I love them dearly (especially when there IS someone inside them... aka: me).

They're like my power tie.  They give me confidence.  I wore them to today on my way to talk to people about art schools and also show some samples of cake toppers/hand out business cards to bakeries in Austin.

(PS-Here's a gander at my business card.... I'm in LOVE. And I had soooo much fun passing them out today!!)

My green pants have been with me all over the place.  I got them while still in school, and they've even traveled with me to the Netherlands, Belgium, Germany and France!  We've had quite a few adventures together.  They're my go-to when my outfit needs a little spunk.  They're an invaluable asset to my wardrobe.

But ya'll, I have a big problem: they're on their last leg.  Literally!  I'm getting nervous about it too.  Once they're done, how will I fill all the voids that will appear in my wardrobe, my confidence... my sense of self?? 

So here's what I need help with; I think--and really, let me know how you feel about this--the answer to my dilema is...PURPLE pants.  Maybe even corduroy PURPLE pants...  Imma think about this for a few days.  Probably wait until I have a bit more of a cash-flow; and then I'm thinking I'm gonna go for it.  I feel like my future depends on it.  Jobs, travel, dates, etc... So much is riding on these purple pants...  or maybe mustard-y yellow...  blue even.... ??  I'll wait to hear from you, and go consult with my fashion peeps. AKA: my mom.

Grateful for:
Patriarchal Blessings.

Quote of the Day:
     "A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous." --Coco Chanel