Now I have never been accused of being the most fashionable kid on the block.
And I am even less fashionable than normal when I run.
I mean, what's the point of trying to look cute when it will all be in vain when in less than 1 mile I am all sweaty and nasty??
But I might have taken things too far today.
I really did not notice anything out of the ordinary when I left to run this evening.
However, the puzzled look on my husband's face when I got home made me aware that something wasn't quite right.
Then he matter of factly asked, "You didn't really go out like that did you?"
I was like, "Whaaaaat??" thinking that I must have a booger or a big stain on my shirt or something.
I walked into the bathroom to take a look.
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Grey pair of cropped running pants with a yellow stripe down the leg.
{they aren't the most flattering pants on me but they were $2 from Wal-Mart so I wear them}
White long-sleeved shirt under a green hoodie.
Turquoise gloves because it is cold out!
Colorfully striped hat with no green, grey, yellow, or turquoise anywhere on it.
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I should have taken a picture to make this post more interesting.
Believe me, I looked as silly as you are picturing in your head.
I will save myself that embarassment.
And the sad thing is, I am pretty sure this is not the first time something like this has happened.
8 comments:
Alrighty then! Was it after dark and the only thing you had with reflective coating was the ensemble you put on? Do you need the little bins of coordinated clothes for the week? We did that for my independent dresser at age 4 so he wouldn't leave the house looking all coo-key. Just teasing you! You know that at some point we have ALL done something very similar. Just know now not to do it again.
Well, the problem is that I can totally picture you in my mind, because I have seen all of those items (mind you......not together..but I have seen them at one time or the other!).
So, my words of wisdom are: Go to Dick's Sporting Goods, look at the mannequins.....and buy what they have on!
Because you MUST look cute if you are gonna run with me, sista!
I soooo understand how you feel. I grew up in the country and every afternoon when we got home my mom always made us change into our "play clothes". These clothes were all housed in one drawer in my bedroom and I was usually in such a hurry to get outside, that I just grabbed anything and threw it on. It WAS out in the country who really cared what I was wearing, who was going to see me??? The animals? They didn't care. SO I spent my whole life wearing mismatched play clothes and I have MANY MANY pictures to prove it. My favorite is a picture circa 8th grade (1990). In it I am sporting a dark green tshirt, yellow shorts, purple scrunch socks and old yellow keds.
The really funny thing is that I do the same thing to my kids, as long as it is clean anything goes for play clothes.
Even dressed like Rainbow Bright, I bet you still look better than most people out there! You could make that outfit fashionable! ;-)
Remember the guy in the tutu?? You could never look worse than that.....
Gretchen - We need to talk. I don't know that I can run with you in Seaside, Fl with some crazy, random outfit. I'm not saying you have to spend a lot of money, just match!!
Just kidding. You will be so far ahead of me, I won't even be able to see what you have on!
It is time for us to go shopping again, Precious.
I figure if there is no one to impress, then who cares!
You were really just trying to make a fashion statement, right? I got your back, G.;)
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