Sassy Classy Defined

Who or what is "Sassy Classy” you may ask (let’s pretend you did). Many might have their own interpretation or assumptions, but here’s how I see it. I’m going to break it down old school way with one of those acronym thingy’s we did in grade school….or maybe still do, don’t be ashamed, I’m not.


Sassy Classy  is:

Sane…usually

Astute…don’t you just love that word?

Sexy…even in p.j’s and a bun

Sacrificing

Young-at-heart

Confident and Composed…even at the grocery store check-out

Loving and Loved

Admired

Stylish

Skilled & Scholarly…how else do we know when the Jurassic Period was

YOU!

Let me assure you that I DO NOT think I am all those things ALL the time. Who is? But, I do strive to be, on most days. I feel as my best self I am those things and once in a while I see a glimpse of her in the mirror…as I wipe it down with Windex. Honestly, I don’t do my hair everyday, or even wear make-up everyday (well at least I wear mascara and lipgloss ‘cause it’s not fair to society, let alone my hubby if I don’t). It’s hard for me to fathom that in the 50’s mothers wore ‘house dresses’ and did dishes in heels. I mean don’t get me wrong, I love my pumps as much as the next sassy-classy, but seriously that is crazy. Sassy Classy's are not perfect and don’t have to be in my book. We have cluttered closets, piles of laundry looming (I curse laundry by the way…thank goodness my laundry room has a door on it…if I shut it, it doesn’t exist). But, we make the most of our day, love our children...husbands, too; and we understand as Scarlett O’ Hara says…tomorrow is another day…to do everything…AGAIN.

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