Yes, i did just title this post with one of the most boring elements of a person’s wardrobe…
Anyone who knows me well knows that I have a sort-of self-inflicted rule whereby I refuse to wear the same outfit twice. No, I don’t consider myself of those self-proclaimed “fashionistas” or even a terribly materialistic girly-girl, but for some reason I’ve just always been this way. I’ll never pair the same shirt with the same skirt with the same shoes. It just feels wrong to me. Doesn’t that shirt deserve to spend some time with some other skirts? Sure, I’ll wear a dress more than once a season (well, some of them, at least), but I’ll always change it up somehow– be it a necklace or a scarf or heels vs flats. Ok, i really am sounding like a materialistic girly-girl… i swear, i’m not. I do have a rather large closet (ok, ok, and maybe it is organized by color and item) and it is sometimes a burden to have to fumble through hundreds of wooden hangers to acquire a newly pieced together ensemble, but I typically get ready in less than 15 minutes– including feeding the dog, cooking my eggwhites, showering, AND getting dressed. Hey, my time is valuable and I get as MUCH sleep as i can before I crawl out of my bed and into my swim/bike/run routine.
But, i totally digress, back to the lame title: “socks”. so, yes, while it is rare that I ever wear an article of clothing more than once, and most definitely never in the same week, i make an exception when it comes to socks… and more specifically, my compression socks. I have 4 pairs of compression socks which i pretty much rotate out constantly. I wear them to bed every night and if i’m at home you can pretty much count on the fact that i’m rockin my thigh-highs. I usually keep at least one pair in my purse and break them out at work under my desk on days where i’ve got an evening workout planned.
So i guess that makes me a sock-wearin’ fashion lover… quite the oxymoron.
… but I never claimed to be normal.
