I basically showed up at church, wearing nothing but my grandma’s old skirt.
And I got nothing but compliments.
When I wear this outfit, ladies ask me questions. It begins with an over-all praise, then their expression focuses. They step back, stare at my knees, and say, “wait. Is it a skirt or a dress?”
Having been blessed with five feet and two inches vertically, I struggle to find clothes that stay on my small frame.
That may sound like bragging to you. But believe me when I say: if you’re going to invest in wearing clothes on a Sunday, you want those clothes to stay on your body.
Otherwise, it’s a waste of investment.
Safety pins were introduced early on, and my life was changed. I’d hike skirts up to my chest, pin them tight under my arm, add a belt for figure, and a cardigan as extra cover-up.
Just like that, I repurposed a vintage skirt. The skirt is also longer in the back, so I effortlessly created a high-low. Win for the win!
Rebekah, you’re too proud of yourself. Calm down.
I’m sorry, Rebekah, you’re right. Calming down . .
A few years ago, I thought “modesty” meant buttoned up polo shirts and baggy jean skirts, but that’s not true.
I just want to say that this outfit is modest. It covers the five B’s [belly, back, boobs, butt, bra]. It’s also passed the knee. And (hopefully I’m not the only one who thinks this,) but I think this outfit is really nice.
I don’t have a sister, but I’m in a sisterly, girly-advice-giving while I brush your hair and paint your toenails mood, apparently. Also let’s be honest, I wanted to show you my outfit. Anyways, I’m just saying.
You can still look fashionable, while keeping the boys’ eyes—up here.