I'm doing a post and run this morning before a busy day. We're getting drenched here, very unusual weather for this time of year. And unusual for this area at any time - the weather service counted 750 lightning strikes in the San Francisco Bay area last nite! We awoke repeatedly to huge, rolling, baroque thunder all through the night. Exciting and dramatic, but by mid-afternoon i bet i'll be ready for a nap.
I've been dressing for comfort in easy-dry clothing for my walks, then donning comfy yet put together duds for the day at home. Here in the U.S. the thinking is so constricted about comfort. You are either wearing sweats, a tee, or jeans (possibly leggings) or you are dying of pain and constriction and suspiciously vain. Growing up in the 1960's and 70's i couldn't help but notice that thick, stiff seams running up my tender inner thighs to even more tender areas wasn't feeling 'comfy and relaxed' to me. But when i wore soft, wide trousers with a big of ease i was accused of being 'so dressy and stiff'.
Early on i figured i better chart my own path in these matters and started to pay attention to how particular fabrics and cuts actually felt when i wore them. This came to mind recently when i looked in the mirror and realized that this look would be dubbed 'dressy', 'fussy', 'too fancy to relax in' by many people of my acquanintance.
Yet - cotton leggings provide warmth and total freedom of movement. Ditto for the rayon/spandex wrap top. Both silk crepe slip and poly chiffon skirt feel like nothing, and wash in the sink in a snap. All-over patterns in dark colors hide the odd stain or two. And nothing's more comfy and fun than a low heeled slip-on sandal.
|yep, high humidity = big hair|
What's your experience with comfort vs. style?