In a post I wrote back in November just after the election, I said that if anything positive had resulted from the entire hot mess it was that I, and hopefully others, would be motivated to become advocates; that we would be moved to actually do something, to fight back against the ugliness…
…And that is exactly what I will be doing on Saturday, January 21st. I will be marching, loud and proud. I am not a crybaby nor am I a whiner. I’m not a sore loser nor am I a hardcore Hillary supporter. What I am is a human being. A woman. A mother of a daughter and a gay son. A teacher of special needs children. A friend to people of a multitude of races and religions.
I am not marching to protest the President; that ship my friends, has sailed. I am marching to support the one thing that is inherently crucial to every single one of us. Basic human rights…The right to be treated equally and fairly regardless of sex or the color of our skin. The right to love and marry whomever we want to love and spend our lives with. The right to have control of our own bodies. The right to pray to the deity of our choice and not be ostracized for it. The right to attend a public school and have access to the same educational opportunities as any other child regardless of learning differences. The right to be different and not be ridiculed or demeaned because of it. That is why I will march.
And after the march is over? I will not stop there. I will continue to learn and to grow and yes, to fight. I will no longer be a passive spectator to what occurs within our government. I have become and will continue to be an active participant. I will be one more in a chorus of voices that will not be silenced. There is no going back. The only direction is forward.
One of the many advantages to being petite is having the option to wear a tunic as a dress. Seemingly insignificant, yes, but it opens up a plethora of options in your closet. Especially when you’re armed with an arsenal of skirt extenders. I’ve worn this camo tunic a number of times with skinny jeans, but this time I decided to throw a ruffle skirt extender underneath even though lace would have worked as well, hence making it a dress…see, a plethora of options. And what makes it even more fun is the play between the boyish vibe of the hoodie/camo combo paired with the super girly chiffon ruffles. My ever present over the knee boots made it possible to sport bare legs which always makes me happy.
I’ve said it before and I’ll probably say it a hundred more times in the future. Skirt extenders. Get some. You won’t regret it.
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