I can’t remember if I mentioned this or not (I’m too lazy to read back through my own blog) but we were in Vegas last week for a retail trade show. We got back Friday evening and then hit the store the next two days like champs. A champ who was really whiney and tired but still wore heels. So that’s where these pants came in. I always try to at least look presentable in the store, but when all you want to wear is a pillow on your face, the motivation to dress cute is not there. So this outfit was the comfiest solution I could find. Comfy and fashionable — comfasionably? That word is going to catch on like wildfire, I just know it.
So I’m obviously still tired. Wit and charm does have its’ end.