Perhaps this is married life. Perhaps this is what its like to get a little too comfortable with your spouse. Perhaps this is what happens the older you get and the longer you live together. But when I come home from work on a dark cold night, my after 5pm routine usually involves changing out of my work clothes and into the comfiest ensemble ever: my purple sweatpants.
There’s quite a few things in my closet Andrew despises, but these pants top the list!
These beauties–which by the way say “heart-breaker” on the side in case you can’t tell–are my lazy, lounging go tos. Let’s just say they’re the pants that no one should ever see you in. The only time I have ever wore these pants outside was on a camping trip… and even then they probably should have stayed at home.
I scored them for $10 at Forever 21 a year back and ever since I brought them home Andrew keeps threatening to burn them. They are not slimming, nor are they particularly flattering and yet they are so warm and soft. I can clean in them, read in them, yoga in them, watch tv in them and cuddle under a blanket in them. In fact I am blogging in them right now.
Andrew often asks me when I am going to get rid of them. And I reply I will when he buys me a new pair of sweatpants. I’m still waiting…
Do you change into loungewear after work? (And if you answer no I am going to assume you’re on a reality TV show or lying.)