|None of these pants have a stretchy panel! Whoo for real pants!|
I knew I had to get rid of the leggings with the stretchy belly panels, even though they were still comfortable on me.
But not until about three weeks ago, did I take action. One morning I woke up and it just hit me. This has got to stop! I have to get real clothes! I can't keep dressing like (and feeling like) a pregnant lady. I had promised my husband that I wouldn't become a Park Slope mom, whatever that means. My husband supported my mission by giving me his credit card. I didn't say no to that!
Here's me discussing why maternity leggings on a non-pregnant lady is plain wrong:
How I happily spent $650 on clothes after pretty much two years of minimal clothes shopping after the jump. With pictures of the loot.
So, off I went to Soho for some clothes shoppping. My main mission was real pants since I basically haven't bought pants in two years.
The first store I thought to go to for basic pants was J. Crew. I felt like Rip Van Winkle...where do I start? I had a salesgirl help me, but I didn't find any pants that worked for me at J. Crew. The next stop was Club Monaco, where I found two pairs of pants! Then I went to Zara and H&M where I found a pair of pants at each of those stores! I was starting to notice that most stores are carrying leggings-related looks. OK, fine. As long as they're not maternity leggings.
I got four pairs of pants, so I moved onto tops. I got two awesome cashmere sweaters at Club Monaco. Creamy dreamy sweaters. Can't get enough cashz in my life.
There wasn't anything for me at A.P.C. or Rag & Bone, so I went to Uniqlo and got a striped Oxford shirt and a striped tunic. I am a stripe addict and held off all day on buying anything striped, but at the last store, I couldn't help myself. It is an addiction. I probably have 75 striped things in my closet. And I buy stripes for Rob and Greyson, so...yeah. We gots stripes.
Anyway, my day of shopping felt really good. Usually the last place I want to be on a Saturday is Soho, where the crowds are huge and hugely annoying. But, I was on a mission and got into the zone. After shopping I felt like, OK, I am really shedding my pregnancy aura, physically and mentally. It was like I was declaring that I wouldn't ever be one of those moms who just doesn't care about their appearance anymore, which is scary.
|I got four pairs of pants (one grey pair from Zara not pictured), two sweaters and two tops. Real clothes!|