Wednesday, September 26, 2012

How I wore it: the kid is a dork


Folks, it has been a hectic month over here. My husband was out of town for three weeks, which meant that my parents were IN town in order to help me juggle work and Baby Boots' schedule. The school year started with a bang and I have been staying up late almost every night (or, "late," but by my standards, quite late) preparing for next day's lessons/tests/etc. My classes are okay: as usual, I have one awesome class and ... the other class. The other class is making me rethink my life choices, though, which is great. My husband and I are making difficult and exciting decisions about what and where we want our lives to be in the near future and it's kind of all I can think of.

I've been wearing awesome new outfits. Have I documented any of them? Nooooooooo.

So my parents left yesterday and I had today off, so I decided to put on some comfy threads and hit the road with my Baby Bjorn in order to do some grocery shopping. Since my parents are gone, I decided to revel in the freedom and privacy of having my home to myself again and take a picture of my really, really basic, really, really boring outfit.

You're welcome:

There's ... a lot going on here.

While this photograph is ridiculous, I kind of like it. For one thing, I'm wearing a Who t-shirt. I love the Who and I bought this tee in Athens on my last full day there. It's the perfect color and shape and size and it's a photograph that I've always loved of my second favorite British fab four. What else do I like about this photo? My crazy hair? Don't know if I so much "love" that, but as I've been growing it out, I've been very cavalier about styling it and I'm kind of enjoying that. Every time I came home this month, with my hair all over the place, my usually-über-critical mother would exclaim how awesome it looked. Yay? What about my "I don't give a crap" face? Well, hell, I'm kind of digging that too! It's how I feel a lot of the time. 

Honestly? The only thing I'm not feeling in this photo are those navy pants. Every year I say I'm going to get rid of them and I never do and then I see a picture of myself in them and I'm like, "Oh." So baggy and misshapen. 

Well. It's late. More professional-type outfit tomorrow.

¡Buenas noches!

Who tee: Pull and Bear, bought in Athens
Navy pants: Gap, remixed
Birkenstocks: bought in Tip-Top Shoes (I think?) in New York, many moons ago, remixed

1 comment:

  1. Haha, I love it. It's like the acceptable step above going out in your pj's. So, still comfy, but doesn't make me need to look away because I'm embarrassed for you. I call it a success.