Ask and ye shall receive many outfits of glory made out of non-fleecey goodness.
One thing is for sure – when it comes to clothes, you people bring the full ass. The submissions for my contest have been rolling in and they are taking me to places no Mayer has ever been before. Places like clothing stores that sell things besides sweat pants and orthopedic shoe inserts.
Every afternoon this week the girls and I have embarked on a shopping adventure, armed only with my phone, a 44 ounce soda, some puffs (if you have little kids you know what puffs are – if not then can you please come over and babysit this Saturday night?) and the promise of some uninterrupted mall play land time if no one comments on the hows or whys of mannequin genatalia. Oh my god – being a Mom is so much work don’t even get me started.
I wish I could share some of the awesome (and not so awesome) outfits I’ve been trying on, but you’ll just have to wait until the three finalists are announced on Monday, April 15. I have already made one big decision, though – I am hiring you all to give my sad wardrobe an overhaul. Being non-stop preggo the past five years has relegated me to the pup tent section of clothing stores and I feel like someone waking up from a 10-year coma when I venture to the other side. Where did all my boot cut pants go? And, really? Shoulder pads and belly shirts are back in? What’s the matter with you people? We were making real progress there for a while.
If nothing else, thank you for bringing me into the 21st century. I’m starting to look hot again. Oh yes, I look hot.
If you haven’t entered yet, what the heck is wrong with you? Do it now… you only have until NOON ON SUNDAY to submit an outfit. And make sure to ‘like’ my three partners’ Facebook pages here and here and here. Show them some love – they’re hooking up the winner BIG TIME!
(In my best Pretty Woman voice): I have to go shopping now…