I bought a new skirt last week. This is not normally a notable thing, and perhaps is still not, other than I am not much of a clothes shopper, much preferring to peruse the produce section of our local Sprouts looking for deals on organic blueberries and honeycrisp apples.
I came home with a couple items, all work worthy, meaning professional, comfortable, and able to allow me to walk around the classroom with ease or crawl around the floor moving from student to student while still looking classy (this last one may only be in my mind, but whatever, it’s my image not yours). One of the items was a skirt that I was rather taken with due to its uniqueness (this may be code for last years style/out of season-ness).
I showed it to Husband.
me: Look at this skirt I bought! I twirled around allowing the 100% polyester inner and outer layers to floof around before settling down to reveal the unique characteristic. It has a TRAIN! It is a skirt with a train.
husband: Or, here he paused perhaps unsure if he should continue. Or, it is a skirt with a mullet.


For those of you who do care about fashion, this is a CLUB MONACO Orristah Floral-Print Midi Skirt. The photo on the left is a stock photo from oman.ounass.com, the one on the right is from my living room.
Mullet or train, I shall wear this skirt and it will make me happy, being the latest, cutting edge fashion from my closet.
Train. Mullet. Either way… it’s lovely!
Thanks!
Hubby is funny! Beautiful skirt. Buying new clothes, let alone in-style ones, would be an aberration for me too.
He is pretty hilarious! Yeah, I wish clothes would just show up in my closet and I could move on with my life.
We need there to be a closet fairy. Tooth fairy? Useless! Closet fairy? Yes, please!