I just moved all my dresses to the front of my closet. Except for the long one I wear in the summer, and the sparkly one I wore for my disco roller skating anniversary party. And, I’m apologizing to you here in advance, because my Instagram feed is about to get obnoxious. And so is my Facebook timeline.
I’m a fan of dresses. I’m a hater of human trafficking and sex slavery. Dressember is a movement that takes something I love and uses it to stomp out something I hate. Yay!
Here. See for yourself:
Cute, right? And also important. It was a no-brainer for me, so I signed myself up, and H has agreed to take a picture of me in my dress each day, because those are the rules. I can’t just say I’m going to wear a dress every day in December and have you take my word for it. You need proof! Because, you also get a chance to sponsor me!
100% of the money you give will go to International Justice Mission to help combat human trafficking and end sexual slavery. We honestly cannot put up with slavery anymore, people. We just can’t. Not as people who have been rescued and set free. We can’t.
I know your “ask” inbox is overflowing right about now. I know it. I do. Mine is, too. Dressember happens to resonate with me. Like I said: I like dresses and I hate human trafficking and sex slavery. And maybe something about this is resonating with you, too? If you feel a tug or a smile or some little beginnings of agreement here, then let me tell you how you can participate.
First — and this is the most important one — you can make a donation. It doesn’t have to be big. The overall goal of $25,000 has already been reached and passed, and that is completely and totally awesome. But what if we could make it to $30,000, or even more than that? My personal goal is $1,000 and, with enough of us giving $5 or $10 or $25, we can reach that in no time flat. Click here to make your donation.
Second — and this might possibly be the most fun one — I need you to help me mix things up a bit! Today, H took a picture of me in the middle of a street in Omaha’s Old Market. It was cute and everything, but not very creative. We were headed into a restaurant that boasts its own beer brewery and while I sat there looking around the restaurant, I thought, “I should have had him take my picture while I was standing on the bar, or back there in that room with all of those big beer brewing vats, or standing behind the bar mixing up drinks.” Because I keep thinking of the Instagram feed, and how obnoxious it will look to have boring photos of me in a dress popping up every day — standing there with my hand on my hip and one foot slightly in front of the other, the way my mother-in-law taught me. I mean, it’s a good pose and all. But for 31 days? So, I thought I’d ask you for suggestions. What are some fun and slightly risky (not risqué) poses you’d like me strike for my photos? Be adventurous! Be creative! Be daring! Leave your suggestions in the comments, and I’ll do my best to make them happen.
Third — and this could be the best thing ever — participate by wearing a dress every day for the rest of December! The more the merrier! You can sign up right here! Please let me know if you do.
OK. So, here we go. One month of dresses! And one step closer to the end of human trafficking and sex slavery — can I get an “Amen!”? And, while it might be fun and risky and even a bit adventurous, it won’t always be pretty. Right now, I’m typing in a cute little dress with my oversized Orange County hoodie over it. They tell me snow is in the forecast.
Peace! And thank you.