graduated style

This weekend marked the graduation of a dear friend from Texas State University. The weather was blessedly cooperative, a complete shock given the near-constant rain the area has been experiencing lately. It was such a nice day for all involved and more than a little bit nostalgic for me. As The Boy and I drove south from Austin down to San Marcos for the commencement ceremony, in between checking out other people in their cars and making up colorful back stories for them (it’s a great road trip funtivity that I highly recommend to pass the time), I thought back on my own graduations and where I was in life for each of them. High school graduation was a total blur; it’s a weird temporal dichotomy for me to think about in that it seems so far away and yet not that long ago at the same time. Graduating from college, I remember just feeling relieved: I was just so done with school at that point but had no effing clue what I was going to do with my life. Finishing graduate school, I remember feeling on top of the world. Few friends of mine at that point had Master’s degrees and I felt like I’d accomplished something big, something that would take me places. As it turned out, it did (education opens doors, people!) and I’m a better person for it.

lizgrad04Graduation from the University of Oregon, June 2004.
I was about 50 pounds heavier then and none too thrilled about it.

As an aside, I’ve come to the realization that I am completely addicted to the onesie. I have no idea how it started (well, I do have some idea: I had a pair of overall shorts in college that carried over into the post-college years that I wore ALL the damn time and this probably planted the seed for craving jumpsuits). I ended up wearing the chambray onesie that has virtually become my weekend uniform to the graduation ceremony yesterday, and then I changed into a new ‘formal onesie’ that I picked up at the DVF outlet in San Marcos for a fancy dinner afterwards.

lizlaurenbrettgradMy friend Lauren looking flawless, as always.
I’m somewhat scrubbish and rocking a mini-Mohawk for some reason.

formalonesieFormal onesie FTW.

So… has my style really graduated if I’ve basically gone from one onesie (the undergrad overalls) to another? Maybe, maybe not. I think it ties back to the age-old question of whether people really do fundamentally change or not. I’d like to think that I’m the same person I’ve always been, but that I’m getting a bit better at understanding who I am and what I want from life as time goes by. I certainly feel better equipped to deal with life in general than I did at the time of my college graduation, so I suppose that’s a good sign. A few missteps and life fails here and there, but overall I feel like I’ve been on a slow, constant trajectory of improvement over the years. I certainly hope it continues that way, and I’m curious to see what version of onesie I’m wearing in my twilight years (perhaps this fetching number?)

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