All I want to wear these days are sweatpants, tees, sweatshirts. Enormous caveat, they have to contain a large percentage of cotton and they have to be Sturdy, not slippery. Viscose need not apply.
To these I add teeny tiny earrings that won’t get yanked from my ears, when I’m up a ladder lopping off flowering tree branches by a fall of stamens and other vegetal debris.
I want cotton, precious metals and precious stones, and ideally I want sumptuous and striking color because absent the beauty of the vast world I have to crowd as much as I can into this small life.
If I lived in Europe, I’d go for these, by Colorful Standard, even though given their unisex sizing they will run large.
Sadly, shipping’s too expensive to the USA.
I already own these. Oxblood and turquoise would be pretty, even intriguing.
Someone with a warmer color palette than I might try these,
Rose and burnt yellow, a desert sunrise if we allow ourselves some fanciful and some folly.
If I revert to my culture’s classics, we find these, from Tory Burch, in navy. Of course.
Maybe with these. From the UK.
Navy and ruby. The Grand Dame might still shoot me a thin-lipped look at the lack of structure, but I do not care because pandemic. My blogging platform wanted me to categorize this post as Bad Fashion. But I will not.
Finally, for those who crave neon, from Bandier. They come in a bright pale pink called, contrarily, Coral, too.
In the end, unable to find my perfect hue, in my size and preferred fabric, I have in fact reverted to $13 gray sweats from H&M. I’ll wear them with gray tees; monochrome isn’t quite the same as good color but it’s better than a random assortment. The earrings will have to provide any spark.
Have a wonderful weekend. Maybe you find yourself able to wear actual clothes. I will now rise and applaud with great good cheer. Thanks for putting up with me.
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