On Sunday I had the honor of presenting to the moms and teens of the @nationalcharoryleague here in Houston. I wore this black ensemble because, in my presentation, I talked about how I let someone’s “rules or advice” change the way I dressed for years. When I was in my twenties, my family and I had lunch after church with my grandmother, and I was wearing a black dress. My grandmother leaned over and said something to the effect that young, happy, single girls wear lots of color and not black all the time, like I did. So what did I do? I went out and bought a whole bunch of color and tried my hardest not to wear black. I didn’t want people to think I wasn’t happy, after all! But as I shared in the talk, “what other people think about you isn’t about you, it’s about them.” You see, I was a very happy twenty something that just happened to love wearing black. I don’t think my grandmother was trying to be malicious, but she came from a generation that had lots of “fashion rules” and apparently black was seen as a sad color. It really had nothing to do with me! It took me awhile but now I realize that I am happy girl (who also gets sad, too😜) who loves to wear black, which is why I told them that this look was called “my happy black outfit” to prove the point that black can be happy -ha! P.S. I’m wearing my top backwards. It was too low cut for me, so I turned it around and snipped off the tag. You’d never know! http://liketk.it/3eG6D #liketkit @liketoknow.it