Big girl clothes...

When my daughter was really little, like this, 

she loved to sift through my retired work clothes to play dress up.

(the shoes are my husband's, I swear)

She called them her "big girl clothes". 

Well, it's been years since I've worn these big girl clothes. 

It's safe to say that since leaving the classroom behind four and a half years ago, 

my wardrobe  has taken a bit of a hit. 

Tees and jeans have replaced most of my heels and skirts. 

My husband's shoe collection now outnumbers my own.

Last week though, I took myself to Macy's armed with coupons 

and a What Not To Wear inspired list of basics.

 I swore to stick to the list and stick to the list I did. 

Three hours and about that many fitting rooms later,  I had the beginnings of a new wardrobe. It's still the wardrobe of a mom, but one beyond the frazzled years of spit-up stains and endless diaper changes. 

Tomorrow, shortly before my kids head off to school, I'll do the same,

 except this time I'll be the student. 

Design school here I come. 

Let's hope my new big girl clothes survive a stain free trip to Starbucks.

 (no easy feat for me)

Anyone else out there in need of a wardrobe update? 

Have a great Monday.

Erin