fast forward almost 4 years. most days i get up, get dressed (jeans, nice shirt, occassional makeup) and go about my day. unfortunately my jeans are a bit too long and the snow soaks the bottoms (you know how it goes) and I get inside my home and take my shoes off...just to have 15 extra pounds of wet pants. ridiculous. solution? my gray sweatpants.
Like I said above, i could be TOTALLY decked out for the day and the second, literally the second, i get home i take off my wet pants and slip on my old, gray, welcoming sweats. it is like sipping a warm, velvety cup of hot chocolate...oh. so. good.
why the post? because i wore them out of the house last week. it's true. if luke were to find out, he would be somewhat disgusted. not because i wore sweats, but because i wore these sweats. they aren't flattering at all. they are ridiculously ugly and even worse? i wore them with boots...and this leads me to a wonderful quote, "everybody MOVE!" can you name THAT movie? because like the giant, i also have issues with clothing:
P.S. He looks better much better than I do!