In a rut

Megan and I went clothes shopping yesterday, and as I picked up another black shirt she said, "No Mom!  All you wear is black and green!".  Yes, my "mom outfit" was criticized by my 5 year old fashionista.  The critique continued in the dressing room when she said I needed more "sparkle", and I could only wear my favorite outfit(for the summer it is camo green capris and a black shirt) once a week.  Snap!  She's so funny, but the truth does hurt.  The kids aren't little anymore, so maybe I can add a little color back into my wardrobe, and stop using the excuse that I am hiding spit-up, slobber and stains.  Anything I get on myself is my own doing, but black does hide dog hair well.