Last year someone added me to a LulaRoe group Facebook sale. I immediately removed myself. I had no idea what LulaRoe was and wasn’t particularly interested in having another thing pitched to me. It Works. Jamberry. Herbalife. Scentsy. The list goes on and on, and not a single one of them is nearly as appealing to me as good ol’ Tupperware. (Does anyone sell that shit anymore?) If network marketing is your thing, I’m not bashing you; I’m just saying that the rest of us are starting to feel a little overwhelmed.
Then I had my third and final baby. I vowed to work out and all the clothes I’ve been saving for the past seven years for that moment when I finally drop the baby weight came out of the boxes. Next thing I know, I spotted a McDonald’s and all my good intentions went out the window.
Ok, so the weight isn’t going anywhere. Even if it did, my body is different after birthing those beautiful mini humans. I’m ok with this. Really, I am. But what about my wardrobe? I’ve spent so much of my time over the past few years covered in my own breast milk that I haven’t put all that much effort into my appearance. My kids always look friggin adorable. Why can’t I?
My closet is mostly made up of dark, solid t-shirts and black yoga pants. Although these black yoga pants are a mom staple (I may or may not have been mistaken by another child for her mom) I know I have it in me to have a more sophisticated style.
Money is always an issue. Clothes are expensive and I’ve always found that dressing my kids is more fun than dressing myself. I get cheaply made crap and then replace it with other cheaply made crap six months down the road. I decided that I was finally going to spend some money on my clothes and invest in a high-quality wardrobe that I actually was excited to wear
Just this fall, a good friend of mine started selling LulaRoe and I saw all the cute stuff she was selling on her Facebook page. I decided to give it a shot and bought one outfit.
Oh. My. God.
First of all, whoever invented those leggings is a freaking evil genius. I was pretty convinced the use of the word “buttery” to describe the leggings was a cute sales ploy. Nope! They are the softest damn things I have ever touched in my life.
Aside from the leggings actually being soft, I was pretty concerned that it wasn’t possible for a one size legging to fit anyone in the range of size 0 to size 12. Wrong again! I’m on the bigger side of that spectrum and these pant substitutes fit me like a glove — without the muffin top. SCORE. I wear medium or large shirts in real life, but in LulaRoe I wear smalls. (It’s a confident boost, I’m not going to lie.)
The biggest draw to LulaRoe, I’m sure, is the prints. Only 2,500 pieces are made with each print, so unlike when you shop at the big store chains, you really won’t walk around looking like everyone else with LulaRoe.
A good friend of mine pointed out, “Listen, I’m a grown woman, I don’t need to be walking around with owls on my vagina.” Touche, lady. I’m in the same boat. Thankfully, there are some really beautiful patterns that not only make me feel like an adult, but make me feel like a fashionista — a feeling, I can assure you, I have never felt before. And hey, if you like the idea of wearing owls on your vagina, LulaRoe has got you covered. You do you, girl.
So basically, LulaRoe clothes are flattering, comfortable, stylish, and pricey. I’m ok with the last one because of the first three. I love, love, love being a mom, but that’s not all I am, and it’s time this mama started dressing for who she wants to be. I’ve gone over to the dark side, and I’m never going back.