Shopping outside the box

[hrj]

I may not have a date for the work gala dinner, but I have new pants. I decided that "semi-formal" does not encompass anything purchased in the work-clothes department of Orchard Supply, so I ventured forth to the Bay Street Mall and steeled myself to enter actual clothing stores. It was ... surprisingly painless. Both stores that I checked out had at least one style that I was interested in wearing at a price I was interested in paying. (Both ended up being on sale over and above that.) And both stores had this startling notion that I wear size 10 pants. (I think this is part of the "you pay a little more, you get to wear a smaller size" phenomenon, because the OSH size 12 pants don't feel significantly too large.) The ones I got for the dinner (to go with the electric blue silk shirt) are black velveteen. I realized one significant oversight in my plans when I got home and went to try them on again. Black velveteen pants. White cat. BLack velveteen pants. White cat. The ankles of the pants were coated in white hair before I even had the fly zipped.

Hey, you never know -- someday I may venture far enough outside the box to buy pants in some color other than black. (But they go with everything.)

Comments

[baronsnorri.livejournal.com]

"someday I may venture far enough outside the box to buy pants in some color other than black. (But they go with everything.)".

Indeed, including white cat hair! : )

I had trouble with tabby hairs--the tricolour clashed with *everything*, except tabby, of course.

[cellio]

My three cats manage to represent all the conventional colors. Unless I want to wear appropriate tweeds, I'm doomed. And even I can tell that tweed pants would be kind of weird.

[xrian.livejournal.com]

But black is such a cheerful color..... ;)

[dame-cordelia.livejournal.com]

No outfit is complete without cat hair, you know that. And your kitteh obliged you right away.