Act Like You Own It

This old gal…

Has issues with clothes…tags…lace…polyester…turtle necks…elastic…tight fitting…is a no go…a wear a size or two too big…all cotton…no tags…the softer the fabric the better…kind of gal…

So when this bride-to-be of mine…and her little sister…took me shopping for the mother of the bride’s dress…they knew exactly…what their mama would be drawn to…which is exactly…what they did not bring into the dressing room…

This old gal was their blank canvas…they were the artists…and create did they ever…there were some head nods…and maybes…some no ways…and okays…and then…it happened…the intake of breaths…and the omgees…

It was the mirror ball gown…stunning…slim fitting…glamorous…like nothing ever worn before…or even tried on…so far from the Gunny Sack prom dress…it was ridiculous…

But this mama could see it…in their eyes…that they really thought…she looked beautiful…in the tight dress…that was a little heavy…and slightly scratchy…

But who is this old gal…to say no to creative artistry…to say no…to feeling beautiful…
to say no…to something chosen with love…and admiration…

She's an old gal…who’s gonna act like she owns it…that’s who…

Cuz…if you act like you own…you own it…
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And these daughters of mine…agree…