I make an effort in my daily dressing to be stylish. I love feeling trendy and cool. I really love my style. After a full day of being stylin', however, I like to put on stretchy pants and an ill-fitting, stupid t-shirt. I wear mismatched socks and bulky sweater vests. My family laughs at my lack of after-hours style, but I really like it. John and I had an impromptu kitchen photo shoot to document my newest lounge shirt.
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| Mom is a terrific photo-bomber! |
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| Mom: "How is this my daughter?" |
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| STOP in the name of style! |
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| Dancing may not be a crime, but judging by Mom's and Melissa's reactions to this ensemble, perhaps pom-pom socks with cropped pants should be. |
I love my end-of-the-day style. It's comfy and goofy and goes very well with my stupid faces and voices that tend to come out in the evening.
5 comments:
I kind of love your anti-style. Especially the mismatched socks.
Mom is a terrific photo bomber! I love it! And I also love your lurid anti-style. It's wonderfully endearing.
Your style is indeed endearing. And quite a bit better than Charlotte's elephant-leg pants. Just saying.
I have a lot of anti-style. i love it, and i love you whatever your style. I'm down with the goofiness.
I think anything goes when it comes to being comfy at home, so I am all about your anti-style!
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