After a busy weekend barely entering my apartment, it was very important to spend all of Sunday in an over-sized sweatshirt and my absolute stretchiest, softest, pants. It’s excellent when a pair of shoes can take you from homeless-chic to girl-deliberately-wearing-an-outfit. It’s even better when said pair of shoes set you back a neat $30 bucks.
I start a new job tomorrow, and with temperatures in New York still hovering in the 30s, I fully intend on spending the last day of my brief staycation in very loose, very fleece garments catching up on every episode of everything I have ever wanted to watch. No shoes, or anything.
My couch says OBEY.