I felt an icky hot mess this day. Like I wanted to do nothing but stare at the ceiling and eat cookies. My husband had a free day and I had previously told him I wanted to take some pics a few days earlier. But today? I wanted to take a rain check. But then it hit me— this was one of THOSE times where the true consistency I swear I wanted came for its first payment.
The reality of consistency is simple— it requires dedication without question and often costs the comfort of winging it and procrastination. So I pushed through my comfort and the blankets and got dressed.
DRESS: THRIFTED (Similar)
I stepped outside to a gorgeously crisp day with little clouds and lots of warm bright rays of sunshine. That warmth melted my chilly mood and of course once hubby lifted that camera, it was a wrap. I posed and twirled my way to a couple of smiles and a better mood. My choice of consistency rewarded me in a way sporadic spurts of dedication could not give. Had I stayed in bed, I would have bah humbugged my way through the day and later scrambled for rushed pics with forced smiles that I never would use.
DRESS: Thrifted (Similar) | SKIRT: Aloha Glamour
I got so happy, I decided to just try something. anything. So I had the audacity to put a skirt over my dress because I thought they had similar color schemes and by golly, it worked. I would have NEVER in a million years combined those two things because for some reason it didn’t cross my mind. Consistency’s reward was a new perspective for more. And can we talk about these bomb pics? The cherry on top!