This morning I had a real time of it trying to get out of the house. I could not figure out what to wear. As a result there is a giant pile of clothes on my bed and a giant pile of clothes on the floor. I'm probably not going to clean that up right away.
ANYWAYS... in my fit of "I hate everything I own." I pulled out a pair of pants that I haven't worn in forever. They are actually kind of cute. So I threw them on with some basics and decided that was good enough. I had to change my shoes when I looked out the window because it looked like it was about to rain like crazy. Then I finally left for work.
On the way to work all I could think about the ENTIRE TIME was how horrible my outfit was. I kept thinking about the pants and why I never wear them... then I remembered. These fuckers don't have any pockets on the side. I HATE THAT!!! I NEED THE POCKETS ON THE SIDE. They would be amazing pants if they just had frigging pockets. But they do not. And now I think I look like an idiot.
Then I got to thinking about my shoes. I tend to wear them when it is raining. Most of the time they look alright. Today however, they do not. I was sitting on the bus staring at my feet when I realized what the problem with my shoes was. THEY LOOK LIKE ORTHOPEDICS. What the hell? Why do I wear them? UGH.
By the time I got to work I was all in a snit about my wardrobe disaster and feeling slightly grumpy. As soon as I walked in the door, one of my favourite office peeps saw me and yelled out,
"SARAH!!! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN FOREVER!!!" and scooped me up into the biggest and bestest bear hug ever, complete with the nuzzle on the top of the head.
Suddenly I didn't feel like I looked as bad as I thought I did. Why worry about these things? They are just pants. I think I would rather be wearing stupid pants and get a wicked awesome hug instead of wearing nice pants and no hugs. I am the winner!
1 comment:
I think you looked fine!
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