Remember that episode of
Sex and the City where the ladies discuss their Secret Single Behavior? Well, I was thinking about how I've got some Secret
Style Behavior.
Yes, I look presentable when I leave the house (I hope), but I've got some dirty style secrets I'm going to spill - and in return, I want you all to share yours!
I always imagine fashion bloggers to be completely stylish through and through, including pajamas, loungewear socks, underwear, etc. Like, I can imagine all of the top fashion and lifestyle bloggers lounging around in silk cotton pajamas that were handwoven by angels, while I look like a hobo. I'll explain...
The Flannel Shirt: The second I get home from work, I change out of my clothes and throw on something comfy. In warmer weather, I usually wear a pair of the Mister's boxers with an old t-shirt, but in the colder months, I'm all about this flannel shirt that I picked up on sale at Old Navy a couple of years ago. I wear this thing every single day, from around 6:30 pm until I go to bed. I wear it over ratty leggings and a cami, and take it off when I go to bed, unless it's really chilly that night. I only wash it on weekends (don't judge).
This is it:
The Ratty Leggings: I've got a whole drawer full of black and grey leggings, and almost all of them are in horrible condition - they're stretched out, or they've got holes, or they're just coming apart at the seams. But I still wear them all the time. I wear them with the aforementioned flannel shirt when I get home from work, and I sleep in them. I wear them under maxi skirts when it's chilly. I'll even wear them with longer shirts and TOMS when I'm running errands on weekends. Leggings aren't expensive, and I could easily get new ones, but for some reason I can't let my ratty ones go.
The Socks: I'll be damned if I can find a single pair of matching socks in my dresser. I do have some matching athletic socks for the gym, but most of my socks are mismatched AND so holey that they're barely socks anymore. I wear them in my boots and nobody ever needs to see them. Sssshhh.
The Duct Tape: Right now, I've got two pairs of shoes that need to be repaired. My taupe cowboy boots by Steve Madden and my pointy black leather flats, also from Steve Madden, have holes in the soles (not cool, Steve. NOT. COOL) but I haven't had time to find a shoe repair place in my new neighborhood, let alone drop them off. I've got plenty of flats that I can wear in the meantime, but those boots go with EVERYTHING. My solution: the soles are duct-taped to within an inch of their life. This would be okay as a temporary fix, but I know me: I'm going to be rocking these duct-taped boots for the next six months, probably.
I'm not too far from looking like this:
Okay, so I've shared some of my embarrassing secrets. Now, what is your secret style behavior?