Some people are pants shoppers. I am a shirt/dress consumer. I can’t get enough. I find shopping for pants boring. Because of this I average buying one pair of jeans every two years and wear them until they are unacceptable by society’s standards. I won’t even get into my “work” pants situation- it’s mortifying. Now, after this fascinating explanation, and I’m no mathematician, but I’ve noticed that I tend to experience a shortage of pants in my wardrobe. Some days creativity is necessary, so today:
I wore pajamas to work.
This is a nightgown I bought at Anthropologie. I coupled it with brown boots and a brown turtleneck sweater and rendered it an outfit suitable for public viewing.
I call it: Laura Ingalls minus the future drug addiction.
Fun factor: 7