The other day, due to a rare and unprecedented backlog in laundry, none of my regular stay-at-home outfits (read comfy, yet ugly clothes) were available. So I pulled out a pair of casual dress pants. Nicely tailored, clean lines. I felt quite... put together.
Just before dinner, Hannah looked at me and said, half laughing, "You look like you're wearing pajamas on the bottom and clothes on top." More laughter. "You look silly."
Really? Pajamas on the bottom? I used to wear these pants to work and think that I looked good. Now, that pajama comment will forever be in the back of my mind. Granted, Hannah is 3, and her style choices often leave something to be desired; still, it hurt. Those were good pants... I thought.
So my wounded pride limped upstairs to get ready for bed. No need to change.
A Calloused Foot
13 years ago
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