Fashionista. . .

Rosita has let Mommy take to the keyboard today, she's losing it:

We are kicking off wedding season, which means great parties, shopping for gifts and dressing in cute summer dresses. Those of you that know me am aware that I am fashion challenged. My college roommates would be impressed when I didn't wear jeans and a t-shirt to class, or a hat; a previous co-worker was proud when I didn't wear khakis or flats.

Now I am trying to be a grown-up, whatever that means, in my wardrobe or maybe I've seen too many episodes of "What not to Wear" and am cautiously awaiting the day Stacy and Clinton jump out of my office to reprimand me. Let's face it, I attempt to wear make-up on a daily basis, rarely go all out to do my hair and I wear more cardigans than my mother. . . recently I halted from a purchase because I realized it was the same one my mom had but a different color.

This or the fear of aging has become a wake-up call. The reality that I am not yet 30 and find myself shopping for pants with a slimming panel or a comfort waist (no I don't wear elastic mom jeans) became frightening. Also, for work I need to look the part, so I've started slowly trading in my flip flops for back breaking heels and busting out a few skirts and classic tops.

Today was a bit of a tipping point. As the first aforementioned wedding approaches I will be seen with ladies much more petite than myself which I'm very self-conscious of. Also I need to look extra put together at this wedding due to me needing a large redemption from my state at the bachelorette party.

As I was shopping today I realized I couldn't make a decision on my own. I found myself sending pictures to my co-workers asking for advice. . .is this too short? what color do I wear with this? and why do I feel like my @ss is hanging out if it's not too short? and do ladies these days not wear slips? this is too short and thin to fit one under. .scandalous.

When a 4ish year old sporting Dora shades pulled up a top for her mom to see and said: "this is fresh and fun," I was tempted to take her into the fitting room with me for desperate advice. Upon purchasing said dress I feel is too short, I headed to another store in search of shoes and almost fell over in shock of what was on the racks. As a third grader I vividly remember asking for tights with lace trim. Why the hell are these making a come-back? They were everywhere, along with neon colors. It was frightening during the 80's and this does not help to make me feel at ease regarding any of my purchases now.

Currently, I have shoes, dress, heels and accessories for this evenings rehearsal and tomorrows wedding. I have been assured via text and pics everything looks fine. . .but why am I still not sold? When my husband gets home I can ask him but his opinion can't be trusted. I'm the one who picks out and matches his wardrobe. Scary.

The evening could be entertaining and of course I'm not drinking which would make it a bit easier but: 1) I have to work tomorrow, 2) redemption is needed from drinking too much at the bachelorette party, 3) if I'm not constantly vigilant someone may see a show they didn't pay for.

Why do I give into peer pressure and is it worth it?