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Mommy Follies: Fabulous Hot Mess

Without realizing it I've traded in my sexy heels for simple flats. At what point as parents do we ditch our style for comfort?

Before I had children I swore I'd never become one of those moms you'd see at the supermarket wearing oversized sweatshirts and frumpy pants stained with God knows what. "How could they just let themselves go?" I wondered. "I'll never wear mom jeans or leave the house without applying mascara."

I admit it, I thought parents were nuts for spending so much money on their kids wardrobe and not buying themselves a new shirt.

Oh how times have changed.

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Three years and two little girls later and I found myself in panic mode when I realized I have no clue what to wear to an upcoming holiday party. Since becoming a mommy I've found less need for my 3-plus inch heels. I work from home and my flat "mom shoes" are more practical for chasing kids and running errands while getting my work done. As for my wardrobe, it could use a little revitalization. However, if you look into my kids closets, you'll find the cutest outfits bursting off the racks.

Have I become that mom I swore I'd never be?

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To say I've let myself go since becoming a parent would be a stretch. Yes, my husband rarely sees me dressed up anymore. Unless I'm running out the door to meet a client, I'm wrapped in a wooly sweater and my favorite yoga pants by the time he gets home from work. Instead of "letting myself go," I'd say I've taken on a more relaxed lifestyle to compensate for the hectic day-to-day life. Yoga pants and form-fitted T-shirts are my version of baggy sweats.

So, if you ever see me at the supermarket in the wee hours of the morning I will most likely be wearing my comfy clothes. But they will be fitted and hopefully stained with sweat from the gym and not spitup from the baby. However, the latter is more likely so spitup it may be. In the meantime, it's time for a little retail therapy. I see a visit to on State Street in my near future. I'm going to treat myself to a grown up yet sexy dress for my holiday party. I am a mom, but I'm a woman too and this fabulously messy mama is ready for a night out on the town.

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