Confession time: I hate jeans. I’d rather wear sweat pants or leggings. Jeans are just so tight and uncomfortable, even my most comfortable pair.
For those people who say “leggings aren’t pants!”, well…I can’t help but giggle. Sure, leggings aren’t meant to be paired with tube tops, but I think leggings look great with longer tops. And they make bending so easy. Most of my readers have or work with children, so they know that bending in jeans sucks. Especially if you’ve got booty. Which I have, I have a fantastic booty but most jeans can’t “house” it, at least not when I’m trying to bend.
Seriously, big booty girls trying to wear jeans are pretty much the make up of that statistic. See: me.
Anyways, so jeans are all great and they make my butt and legs look fab but bending in them sucks and since I have to do a lot of bending and picking kids/toys/stuff up, jeans are not my go to outfit anymore. Now it’s comfortable sweat pants or leggings if I’m at home, because I’d rather not be uncomfortable in my own home.
I love dresses, but only in the summer time and its clearly not summer yet. But once that sticky heat hits us, you can bet I bring out the dresses. For now though: it’s leggings and sweat pants, if I’m home. When I go out I do squish myself into jeans and try the awkward non-bend to pick up kids and what not. It’s awkward.
Yesterday was a sweat pants kind of day. I’m still sore and exhausted from the party on Saturday, and Aj has come down with a cold so I knew I wasn’t gonna take his miserable man cold toddler self out. Instead we stayed inside and played with the hot wheels N got for his birthday and had a nice, long visit with Nana.
Today’s totally gonna be a leggings day, because I’m just not digging the idea of jeans.
I love that I’m “sinning” so much in this fashion business, but
most some days I just can’t be bothered. You need to spend lots of money on the cute fashionable clothes and I can never justify that. At least not when the majority of our activities are trips to the park, EYC, other friends houses (who hate jeans just as much as I do).
Plus even when I do get all “dressed up”, Aj spits half chewed up food all over me. So…what’s the point?
I [semi] promise to get my fashion shit together before N starts school. I won’t be that frumpy mom. I’m cool with being frumpy mom when at home or making trips to the park with my non-school aged children because who wants to wipe snotty noses in a really adorable fancy outfit that could become the next snot rag?
What’s your favourite fallback choice of clothes when you’re home (or even out and about)?