A New Low in Fashion

I'm talking about my personal fashion, such as it is. I'll admit, I wear some weird outfits. I always have, but "weird" is perhaps cuter on younger, thinner people. This morning as I was getting dressed for work, the weather was awful. All morning, heavy rain had been pounding down, accompanied at times by very close thunder and lightning. This was a problem in itself; no matter how much my kids tease me on this topic, I simply will not shower during a thunderstorm. I think it's sensible. Water and electricity are no joke, and my preference is not to be electrocuted -- or if I am, I'd like to be dressed. My sons claim this "storm shower danger" is an "old wives' tale". Whatever. No one is changing my mind.

So I had to wait until much later than I would have liked to start getting ready. Finally the thunder and lightning stopped -- for a while at least -- and I showered. Still, it was pouring. It's boot season (which you know I love), but I wasn't about to ruin my good leather boots in the deep puddles. Instead I opted for rainboots. I have some cute ones I got last year, and I've worn them just once or twice. But I couldn't find an actual pair of socks, so I got tired of looking and wore mismatched socks. Who would know? I tucked a pair of teal jeans into my boots and went about finding a shirt that would be comfortable and somewhat "matchy" with my jeans and boots. I settled for a short sleeved shirt with a bunch of mixed blue/teal/aqua swirls. Short sleeves meant I also needed a cardigan in case I got chilly (or, more likely, soaked). I found a cardigan that was the perfect color, but the pockets were falling off -- it's an old sweater that's had a lot of wear -- so instead I wore a black zip-front hoodie. This isn't how I usually dress for work, and my students were looking at me a little funny. I agree that my outfit was pretty bad. And I didn't even realize until around four this afternoon that I'd put my underwear on inside-out. I'll do better tomorrow.