“Congratulations! You look beautiful!”
I must say, I rather enjoyed the attention.
This morning, in a last ditch attempt to raise some Frocktober funds, I put my wedding dress on again. I found my veil, and tiara and slipped my feet in to white satin shoes.
My girls were fairly unimpressed. My husband was bemused.
I got some funny looks as I pushed the double buggy through the shopping center. Some people smiled. Some just gapped. I acted like it was the most normal thing in the world. The ladies at Bakers Delight were so impressed they gave me a free bun.
Frocktober has been a wonderful experience. It forced me out of my mummy uniform and into a pretty dress… 31 of them to be precise… a different one for every day of the month (some were my own, some borrowed from friends). I started to experience myself differently… I rediscovered my femininity.
Will I wear my mummy uniform again? Of course I will… but perhaps not as religiously as I did before…
Will I wear dresses more often? Damn frocking right I will!
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