Today I have the pleasure of wearing a skirt that I affectionately refer to as the prodigal skirt. Back in the early 2000's I purchased a cute red and pink skirt with dotted yellow leaves from H&M. This simple A-line skirt was my summer go-to skirt. I could wear it to work, wear it out on the town and even to church. I loved this skirt. Every season when I took my summer clothes out I would smile and welcome the skirt’s return to the rotation. Somewhere between 2005-2009 I decided to put the skirt in the Goodwill bag. I can't remember the exact reason why, but I'm assuming the skirt became too large during one of my weight loss kicks. Fast forward to the next year when I pulled out my summer clothes...I could not find my skirt; crap, I gave it away. There's nothing sadder than thinking of what you're going to wear to work, deciding to wear the cute red, a-line skirt and then realizing that it's gone.
During the summer of 2011 the heaven's opened. Yes, my son was born and that was great and all, but something else epic happened. I found the same skirt that I thrifted in 2005-2009 on the racks at a local consignment shop.
So what did I do? I fist pumped, did the happy dance, and called my best friend....I was in heaven. It didn’t matter that the skirt was two sizes too small on my postpartum body, it was coming home with me. I would never let this skirt leave me again.
Today I'm wearing the prodigal skirt and all is well in the world.
Prodigal skirt, I love you.