Today Gabe is wearing a brown sweatshirt, khaki pants, and brown boots.
Well unfortunately, this week we’ve taken a few steps back.
Over the summer, I got really into the idea of dressing up nice every day because it makes you look good and feel good, and because, I mean, I am a grown adult woman who works from home and boundaries must be set somewhere.
But then, a few weeks ago, I needed to buy some new pants to sleep in because it was getting colder out and shorts weren’t going to cut it anymore. My only other available sleep pants option were these ratty old blue sweatpants I’ve had since high school, whose elastic is all but gone and that look, just, terrible.
Gabe once said, “You’re dressed like me when you wear those sweatpants.”
We both knew what he meant.
So I did some online shopping and, you guys, I found something wonderful.
I think they’re technically classified as “loungewear” but if we are being honest, I think it’s more accurate to refer to what I discovered on the internet as glamour sweatpants. And I love them.
Do you believe in love at first sight? I do. Well, not exactly love at first sight, but I have — at many times in my life — met someone and known instantly that this was going to be an important or special person in my life. I felt that way the first time I met Gabe. Same with my boss/mentor/cofounder at Popforms.
And same with these pants.
I saw them on the model and I just knew. I was about to hit “order”, but decided, even though my heart was sure, that I owed it to myself to be logical. (Though we all know love isn’t logical.) Still, I took the time to scroll down and read the reviews, and you guys — there was not one single person who had a bad word to say about these pants.
So what are these magic pants?
They are a pair of thin, slim-fitting, olive green, made-of-modal-the-best-fabric-in-the-world lounge pants and they are perfection. As soon as I saw them I knew I had to have them.
And as soon as they arrived in the mail, I knew I had to try them on.
And as soon as I tried them on, I knew I was ruined.
First of all, they look great. They’re flattering, they’re understated, they go with everything…they are just perfect.
Second of all, they are so comfortable. The fabric is so soft, and the shape is comfortable without being baggy and weird.
I look forward to going to bed every night because I know I’ll get to wear them and feel so comfortable but beautiful and also so cozy and happy.
And with all kinds of intense, all-consuming love, it went a little bit too far.
This week, finally, despite all my best intentions, came the day where — on one grey, misty, “don’t want to get out of your PJs morning” — I went for a run, took a shower, got dressed…and made the decision to put on my glamour sweatpants instead of real pants.
We’ve wandered into dangerous territory. Mistakes have been made.
But how can love that feels this good be so wrong? Maybe just for one day, it’s okay to wear your glamour sweatpants while you take business calls and write marketing strategies. Right? Right??