plain jane

A friend recently gave me a ton of hand-me-downs

(why on earth are they called that? It makes no sense!)

There were so many

if I’d have kept them all

it would have more than doubled my wardrobe.

But

my stay-home lifestyle doesn’t warrant many of the clothes

and some of the clothes, while I liked them very much,

just weren’t me.

As I surveyed the pile of keepers

I thought to myself, “I really am plain Jane.”

~

I was never particularly fond of my wedding dress.

I bought it because it was cheap.

As in - $20 cheap.

And it fit.

I thought it was so plain and boring.

It was plain and boring!

Nothing like what I would have chosen as my wedding dress

if I’d had unlimited funds.

Or just more funds.

Several people commented

(I’m sure they meant it as a compliment - I didn‘t take it as such)

“Oh, your dress is perfect. It’s so ‘you’”

Why

Thank-you very much.

This dress is plain.

It’s like

the ugliest wedding dress I’ve ever seen.

Not a bit of sparkle.

No ruffle.

No floof.

Plain.

~

In retrospect

that dress really was ‘me’.

I really am just a plain simple gal.

I adore floral prints - just not on me.

All of my shirts are solid.

In the rare event I stray and buy a patterned shirt;

I get rid of it within a year.

It’s just not me.

I

am a simple girl.

I am Plain Jane

But I am okay with that now.