ugh, I'm so embarrassed :-(
this morning, as I'm sure you all noticed, it was pretty cold, so to take Warner to preschool, I put on my new maternity coat that I got from Old Navy a couple weeks ago. I have worn in maybe 3-4 times so far. I had some errands to run after I dropped him off and as I was getting back into the car after the 2nd errand, I noticed in the reflection of the car window that it looked like there was some kind of sticker on my coat. NO. It was the effing price tag hanging from the arm pit of the coat. Did I mention that I have worn this coat several times before? I've been walking around like Minnie Pearl with a price tag hanging off my coat.
Then, I got home took a quick shower and threw some supposedly clean clothes on without paying very close attention to what I was wearing. I only have so much in the way of maternity clothes and what did it matter? I was just going to pick Warner up from preschool and would have my (now tagless) coat on the whole time, right? Then one of the moms asked if we wanted to grab some lunch with them afterward. So I sat and had lunch with my new mom friend (who, by the way, dresses flawlessly. she has the cutest clothes ever) and we chatted and had a nice time. Then I get home and notice that I have no fewer than FIVE stains on my shirt. W.T.F?! They all look like grease stains so I have to assume they were there before lunch. And even if they weren't, that would mean that I eat like a total pig.
I think I'm just not going to go out in public again for awhile. It seems as though I just can't handle it.
Re: I'm a mess
I think we must have missed each other at drop off and pick up but I can assure you, I would not have ever noticed the price tag!
At least you have a maternity coat
I've been wearing my regular coats, which I am sure look so fabulous on me at this point...
Couldn't have said it better myself.
You are not alone!
I remember when my daughter was around 6-8 weeks old, I threw on a sweater and went out in public (can't remember where now.) Anyway when I got home, I realized that my sweater was backwards AND inside out. Full Banana Republic tag in view right under my neck... Really? How could I NOT notice that? And no one said anything... Wow.
um, yeah, the ONE DAY that they get out on time, I was 4 minutes late. Warner was standing there crying "Mommy! Mommy!" when I got there. I felt like a giant @sshole.
Hah. This reminds me that a few weeks ago (keep in mind, I am not pregnant) I left my office and put my cardigan back on, inside out. I wore it for a few hours before anyone said anything to me. Clearly I don't care enough to be embarrassed, because I didn't even remember that until now.