practicality before prettiness?
February 28th, 2008
On my walk to work this morning, I looked down at my feet as I tromped through some snow. My thought? D*mn, I guess I really am a New Englander now. Sigh.
What made me think this? Seeing my wide-legged dark gray pants tucked into my snow boots. This is NOT an attractive look at all - the pants end up poofing out over the top of the boots, looking kind of like a gray pants version of Seinfeld’s Puffy Shirt. But when snow is piling up and the ground is slippery and you know how much you hate it when the bottom of your pants get wet… well, what else could I do?
