Wardrobe Malfunction
I can’t be trusted to make wardrobe decisions at 7 in the morning. As evidenced by the fact that I am severely underdressed today. Not for the office; I always look that part (if unkempt hair and fingerless gloves are that part).
I’m talking about being undressed for the elements. I don’t know where this rain and temperature drop came from, but it was NOT on my weather alert this morning. If it had been, do you think I would have venutred out in a (nearly) sleeveless dress, singing the praises of a last hurrah for summer dresses sans tights?
Maybe in November it’s never okay to wear the last remnants from your summer wardrobe. I try and cling to these things desperately; just yesterday I was going to wear flip flops while running errands until the nagging thought that I am always cold made me kick them off in the final seconds before I left.
The infuriating thing about today’s faux pas is that I’m anal about checking the weather to make sure I’m prepared for whatever the midday throws at me. 80% chance of rain at 1pm? I’ll be headed to lunch w/ my trusty umbrella, while everyone else is darting from awning to awning b/c they took the 7am sunshine at face value.
I guess I had this coming to me. Too many times did I gloat about wearing my wellies on the morning commute w/ the sun shining, only to be vindicated at 5pm when the skies opened up. Too many times was I snuggled warmly in my winter coat while others ran by in flimsy fleeces. Mother Nature is worse than karma.
I just might have to take up my coworkers' offer; that spare box of panythose is looking real good right now. Grandma’s need warmth, too.
I’m talking about being undressed for the elements. I don’t know where this rain and temperature drop came from, but it was NOT on my weather alert this morning. If it had been, do you think I would have venutred out in a (nearly) sleeveless dress, singing the praises of a last hurrah for summer dresses sans tights?
Maybe in November it’s never okay to wear the last remnants from your summer wardrobe. I try and cling to these things desperately; just yesterday I was going to wear flip flops while running errands until the nagging thought that I am always cold made me kick them off in the final seconds before I left.
The infuriating thing about today’s faux pas is that I’m anal about checking the weather to make sure I’m prepared for whatever the midday throws at me. 80% chance of rain at 1pm? I’ll be headed to lunch w/ my trusty umbrella, while everyone else is darting from awning to awning b/c they took the 7am sunshine at face value.
I guess I had this coming to me. Too many times did I gloat about wearing my wellies on the morning commute w/ the sun shining, only to be vindicated at 5pm when the skies opened up. Too many times was I snuggled warmly in my winter coat while others ran by in flimsy fleeces. Mother Nature is worse than karma.
I just might have to take up my coworkers' offer; that spare box of panythose is looking real good right now. Grandma’s need warmth, too.
Comments
But don't you put those tights on!