Oh My Muumuu!

A little over a week ago I fell in love. It wasn’t love at first sight…it took a few days to build.

I impulsively bought a dress. It didn’t sing out my name from the rack or anything but it met the criteria: cool (as in not hot) and could be dressed up with heels and sparkly jewelry. Twenty bucks? Yep!

So it made it’s way home with me. And I liked it. Other people liked it. Good impulse buy.

But then that night we made our way to the beach for dinner and lounging. And that dress….well it went well over my swimsuit.

And then in the next few days I found myself pulling it out of the dryer and claiming it as the perfect thing to cook in. Or run into the store. Heels and sparkly jewelry traded in for flip flops and a ponytail.

But it wasn’t till I slid it on for an impromptu road trip….because it was comfortable and cute….that I really owned the truth about my favorite new dress.

It’s a muumuu. Modern version, maybe? But I feel a bit like my grandma in her house dress. (Except my fashion grandma said it looked like I forgot to put some pants on…so I’m thinking it might not be a grandmotherly as it feels.)

Friday night we had friends over for family movie night backyard style. Frozen lemonade, candy galore, and popcorn. We waited out the heat and let the children burn energy till the stars sparkled over us. Still warm….but oh so comfortable in my muumuu.