Easter- The Only Time Too Many Pastels Don't Make You Look Like A Walking Baby Shower

 I personally think that over the years, dressing for Easter has lost its luster. What ever happened to the white straw hats, patent leather shoes and tulle skirts? And guys... what happened to your bow ties and slicked back hair with a middle part while wearing your pastel suit jackets? Unfortunately like most holidays, I think that the formality has been completely lost and overshadowed by other things. On the other hand, one of Easter's most iconic patterns has been ruined by The Bro*... Seersucker. Wear with caution or you'll quickly turn from festive to a die hard DMB fan.

My family still has a large celebration where we all gather around the table that has been covered in any PETA members personal hell. Ham, pork tenderloin, raviolis, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole (you know the deal). The dinner is great and all, but what my cousins and I are really there for is the annual egg hunt. Sure, some of us might be "too old", but I am a firm believer in that age is just a number (but just in case I've got my retinol regime down to a science).  Above I posted a picture of me and my little cousin Samara mid hunt....Thankfully I was able to keep face for the photo, because one could never tell that immediately following that picture I sent her down a faulty path to throw her off my egg trail. Did I mention this hunt gets down and dirty?

Anyways, don't we look cute? I have been saving this skirt and lace top for this very occasion for 2 months (but lets be honest here, I embrace my pathetic social life and will admit that I had nothing better to wear it to) The floral midi skirt is a trend that I am all hands on deck for. This skirt in particular is from H&M and I have promised myself that I would wear it at least 3 more times this summer... anyone want to take this old gal anywhere? Lord knows I didn't impress anyone by watching all 3.5 hours of Ben Hur while hoovering down leftovers like I didn't consume a weeks worth of cals earlier that day. But seriously, wearing this made me feel like a lady... even the part where I had to slightly unzip the back after dinner.

Moral of the story is folks, take your holiday wardrobe and throw a curve ball in there. You've got 2 months until the 4th of July.... go get 'em.

*The Bro- a guy who feels it is his calling to not only be wildly obnoxious, but also happens to listen to horrible music and find it hard to be interested in something that isn't beer pong or his fantasy football team. Also see: ya kid, broseph and chad.