I Don’t Give a Damn Bout My Pants Reputation

mustard yellow top, ikat print joggers, nude pumps, bucket bag, how to wear jogger style pants

mustard yellow top, ikat print joggers, nude pumps, bucket bag, how to wear jogger style pants

mustard yellow top, ikat print joggers, nude pumps, bucket bag, how to wear jogger style pants

mustard yellow top, ikat print joggers, nude pumps, bucket bag, how to wear jogger style pants

mustard yellow top, ikat print joggers, nude pumps, bucket bag, how to wear jogger style pants

mustard yellow top, ikat print joggers, nude pumps, bucket bag, how to wear jogger style pants

I was at this reception thing after work at my office a couple weeks ago and found out from a law clerk, whom I had never met before but who knew my name, that I’ve developed a reputation for my fashion sense. I probably should have asked what kind of reputation it was, but I decided to just assume it’s a reputation for awesomeness. That seems most likely, right?

Within that conversation, someone made a specific reference to “those pants” I wear sometimes that taper at the ankles. Oh, you mean like these? 😉 Yeah, I rock the jogger-style pants at the office from time to time. I’m just trying to live up to that reputation of mine.

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*Bag purchased with gift card provided courtesy of Shopbop.

Awkwardsauce

black and white print dress, army jacket, pink Ray Bans, criss cross heels

black and white print dress, army jacket, pink Ray Bans, criss cross heels

black and white print dress, army jacket, pink Ray Bans, criss cross heels

black and white print dress, army jacket, pink Ray Bans, criss cross heels

This week has been super awkward. Well, I guess it would be more accurate to say: I have been super awkward this week. See, on Sunday night I reached for the check at dinner (I’ll never make that mistake again) and accidentally bumped my water glass. No big deal, right? Embarrassing, but there are worse things that a wet lap. Except somehow – and I can’t explain why – when the glass fell, it shattered all over the place. All over the table, my lap, and my right hand. Cut me in two places. One of the cuts isn’t too bad, but the other one is a pretty decent slice right in the nice fleshy part of my palm.

It wouldn’t be so bad if it were on my leg or something, but it turns out I use my right hand for several things. Like washing my hair, getting dressed, making my lunch, driving, writing, brushing my teeth. So, you know, only everything.

This is how I feel about it:

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But on the bright side: look at my new shoes!

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