I Dream of Tulle

Tulle, tulle, tulle – at the moment I am a little obsessed with the tulle skirt.  In my Modern Mom imagination I see myself doing the laundry, mowing the lawn, grocery shopping, picking up the Mini’s from school, meeting for coffee, enjoying a glass of wine after a hard day of mom work- all done in a fabulous tulle skirt.  After all, the tulle skirt should be celebrated and worn so why not? Okay maybe not so practical for the mowing of the lawn but whatever.
Here is my tulle dilemma…I unfortunately have to come back to real life fashion reality even though I really do prefer the ‘I can do whatever I want, mowing the lawn in the my tulle skirt fashion reality’ but Mr. Modern may just think that I have finally lost it.
When I see a tulle skirt in a store I always try it on and for a few moments in the tiny, poorly lit change room that tulle skirt, as it swishes as I twirl, is making me the happiest girl.  I can’t really explain what makes me so happy about the tulle skirt – is it the layers of tulle, the volume of the skirt, the color?  All I know is, that in that moment, when I put the tulle skirt on I love what I see and how I feel in that beautiful skirt.
Back to reality – outside of the change room – the tulle skirt is really not all that practical for my daily Modern Mom stay at home lifestyle.  How many times could I really wear this fabulous skirt – a skirt that does not deserve to sit in my closet with no one to wear it.
At the end of the day I still would like to own a tulle skirt even if I only wear it a few times a year. Maybe I will add the skirt to my Christmas Wish List.  I’m sure Santa (aka. Mr. Modern) will see the value and fabulousnesses of the skirt – won’t he?

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