After a 4-day interruption, I restarted my fashion challenge in really impotent form.
Thursday
through Sunday, I was on a trip to Florida. I literally spent hours in
the car trying to come up with intricate outfit options for the letter
I. Every one of my travel buddies offered their ideas, but nothing would
work within the limitations of my wardrobe (What!? My wardrobe?
Limited? I'm really floored by this revelation). Ironically, I was saved
by an icky infection.
All during my vacation, I was aware that a head cold was incipient (travel illness strikes again!),
and by the time Monday rolled around, I was undeniably incapacitated. I
stayed home instead of returning to work. I thought this extra day of
idling around in my un-alphabetic pajamas would give me the ideal
opportunity to invent something really inspired, but all my ingenuity
was for nought!
As evening waned and my cough increased, I had an insight:
If indeed I was going to drag myself into work tomorrow, I was
inevitably going to be one miserable soul. Did I have any obligation to
make my day even more intolerable by struggling to find something clever
to wear? I decided my comfort was more important, so the ideal outfit
would be one that accommodated my illness.
That
turned out to be my softest, loosest, coziest pair of slacks; an
extra-long and stretchy sweater so I could move freely and be spared the
inconvenience of constantly adjusting my hem (short-sleeved in case of
feverish overheating), another sweater to go over that (in case of
feverish chills); and a pair of easy-on, easy-off, low-heeled boots. I
forwent any kind of embellishment such as jewelry or makeup, making my
outfit the closest thing to pajamas I could probably get away with
wearing at the office. So there you have it: what an Unfashionista wears
when she's ill!
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