I’m starting to think I have an addictive personality. First it was strollers followed by diaper bags. Then came Sew Sassy pants for little miss….now the addiction is for myself, and it’s called LuLaRoe. A.K.A buttery soft goodness. I guess I could be addicted to worse things so I’ll look at it as a positive… Insert my Husband rolling his eyes RIGHT HERE.
A few months back, a local LuLaRoe Consultant asked me to try out some leggings and see what I thought. I didn’t really think much of it and said sure when she asked. Obviously the first thing I did was google LuLaRoe; My research turned up one thing: the leggings were, well, loud. I was not used to loud and was not sure how I felt about the leggings but didn’t want to make any assumptions until I got them on my body. I couldn’t find anything on their website so I figured I would just wait for my leggings to arrive and didn’t give it another thought.
Fast forward to the day my leggings arrived. Oh. My. God. are the words that came out of my mouth. In that moment, I knew I would never put on regular pants again…ever! #5weeksandgoingstrong
Welcome to the stages of a LuLaRoe Addict…
Stage 1: What is LuLaRoe? Is it Lu-La-Row? Lu-La-Roo? Why can’t I buy it on their website? This is frustrating…. but I’m in intrigued…How the heck do I buy them!??!
Stage 2: Dude. Who is going to wear leggings with Pineapples on them? Not me. Do these come in black?
Stage 3: ::Mailman arrives with leggings:: These are really soft, I wonder how they fit. Probably awful. ::puts leggings on:: Woah, woah, woah!!!! These are the most amazing leggings to ever touch my body! How are they one size!?! What kind of sorcery is this??
Stage 4: Buy all the leggings.
Stage 5: Who is Irma? Everyone keeps talking about how Irma is their BFF. I need to meet her…
Stage 6: Oh heeeey, Irma. You are two sizes too big. Probably should have listened to everyone telling me to SIZE DOWN. But you are cute…I think I need more of you, and maybe your little friend Cassie too…
Stage 7: Join 450 Shopping groups and the LuLaRoe BST pages and make your mail carrier wish he/she had a different route…. (the moment you hit “join” is where it all goes down hill… in a really good, expensive way).
Stage 8: What’s a Unicorn? I don’t see a Unicorn on that floral dress? What are these women talking about. Let me do a little research…
Stage 9: HELP ME FIND MY UNICORN!!!!
Stage 10: Find said Unicorn and refuse to pay $150 for it.
Stage 11: Pay $150 for your Unicorn.
Stage 12 a: Learn what pattern mixing is and make it your b****.
Stage 12 b: Put on your favorite Pineapple leggings and striped Irma you thought were so ridiculous 4 weeks earlier and walk into Target like you’re Bey at the Grammy’s. #whoruntheworld
Stage 13: Sign on to be a LuLaRoe Consultant so your Husband can’t distinguish what’s yours and what’s inventory. #truestory #justkiddingbabe #noimnot
Ok, ok, ok. All joking aside, LuLaRoe is AMAZING. It’s so much more than just clothing. The support the women give each other in the groups is off the chain!! There is no body shaming, no worry about size, no judgment because your DISO is the Turdma. We are all there because we love the way we feel in LuLaRoe. I’m in hundreds of groups on Facebook ranging from Mommy/Baby to Garage Sale groups and I can honestly say the LuLaRoe pages are filled with positivity ( Ok, like 90% of the time it’s positive…until Consultants change their group setting and everyone get PISSED) and encouragement to be yourself. I love that. Rock on ladies!! Do you.
DISO = Desperately In Search Of.
Turdma = Irma that looks like it has turds on it.
That is all.
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Ok, that is all. For real this time.