Protective shields and duchess outfits (the dread story part 3)

The story continues.

I had a dream last night. It probably evoked some anxiety in me because after I woke up, I broke down and realized that I didn't think I could go through it alone. My spouse said he would come along. I felt immensely relieved.

You see, the thing about my spouse is that he has such dominant masculine energy radiating from him that no one, no one, dare say anything inappropriate in his presence - and since I'm his woman, this shield extends to me, too.

So now there's really no reason for me to worry anymore. I could wear sweatpants, a hoodie, a messy bun, and no makeup, and still feel completely protected.

However, I did do my makeup and hair and spend a few minutes to put together an outfit that screams upper class and sophistication - because maybe this is the time that I actually establish some boundaries.

Maybe this is the time when I don't just hide behind that protective wall my spouse provides, but I use the protection to feel extra strong and actively show that I won't stand any kind of behavior from someone just because they're related to me.

About the outfit - I look like I came from the stables: high boots, checkered cigar pants, a white linen shirt with collars sticking up, and a navy blue quilted Ralph Lauren jacket. All that it's missing is an Hermes scarf and a Cartier Love bracelet and I would pass for an old money duchess. (Wait... should I also wear my Hermes scarf?)

The look is so good, I look amazing in it, it's so me, and it gives me the confidence to disregard any irritated thoughts I may have had towards the relative and take the high ground if they say or do something inappropriate. I just need to remember what I look like throughout the meeting.

Maybe I could bring a full length mirror?