|Is Nutmeg not the craziest photo bomber ever? What a busy-body! Oh, and wearing this with my old pink flip flops.|
I love dresses and skirts. I love being a woman. I love being round, and having breasts which nurtured children. I love the fullness of my hips and the fact that three children passed through them. I love that even with a shorter haircut, anyone can tell I'm a woman. I love the feel of fabric gliding over my legs, and necklines which show off my collarbone, and a pretty necklace. I love wearing make-up, and trying on jewelry, and wearing perfume. I love that being intelligent doesn't negate my maternal side. I love all things domestic; cooking, baking, cleaning, decorating. But I will also load a gun and shoot you if you try to hurt my husband or my kids. I take pride in my home, my family, my work. I love that I'm able to devote time to important ministries like autism. I love that I can squish a spider on my own, but I'll still yell for my husband to do it for me.
Readers, what do you love about being a woman? And how do you feel about dresses and skirts? Are they special occasion only, or every day? Do you really just love your jeans only?