Holiday Dress for Less Week - Night Out
Ahhhh holiday fashion. It is the time of the year again to get away with too much glitter, itchy sequins, rich velvet, horrendous ugly sweaters, ridiculously puffy fur coats and I am all the way here for it! Bebots, please join me this week for a holiday dress lookbook inspiration that is affordable for us hard working people of America.
To turn up the Holiday Dress for Less Week with drama, I put together this outfit screaming of slayage for a Holiday night out. I am absolutely hoping to score a holiday date night with this outfit deserving of a good steak at Cowboy Star or something. I hope my loved ones are reading this (hi, Vaves). If you are, I am ready to be picked up.
Out of all the outfits I am putting together this week, this screams Bebot, as in Mama Bebot for sure. My Mama would wear this in a heartbeat with a purse and lipstick color to match, leaving room for new shoes because this dress was on sale for under $35. Mama Bebot was a proud thrifter. Her favorite stores were all the little non-profit thrift shops in Poway, California. I knew to pack snacks with me when it was time to drag me along as a kid. She would spend hours in there, hopping from one thrift store to the next, knowing cashiers by name and making new friends along the way.
We can't help but miss our loved ones whom we have lost during the holidays. And I'm with you, the holidays even magnifies the fact that they're missing. The 25th of December is a pretty modest celebration for my family these days but it has become a highlight of my year. Christmas Day is celebrated with my brother and sister and the look in their eyes reminds me of what my Mama has left behind. I am starting to believe that Christmas moments with my siblings is my Mama's way to re-gift the two boogers to me. I can never imagine life without my home team, recognizing that it's gotta be hard on Mama too that we're not with her. More every year, I am realizing that this feeling of incompleteness is a blessing in disguise. It prompts me back to the reason for the season, the Holy One that was born to bridge us back to our lost loved ones in His perfect time.