Kaley's Weekly Wear

Alright. Let me preface this post with the following statements:

1. When Christy and I discussed posting photos of our best and worst outfits, the only thing going on in my mind was, "Yeah, this will be great!" Oddly enough, it never occurred to me that posting my worst outfits might be a tiny bit embarrassing.

Now I know it is. Because a) it forces me to see what I looked like in a particularly bad outfit, and b) it makes me realize I forced a bunch of other people to see me in said terrible ensemble. And now I'm doing it again. Except this time I'm painfully aware of how bad I looked.

2. My other preface: I'm not making normal faces in any of the pictures in this post.

That being said, let's blaze on ahead to my worst and best for the week.

THE WORST:

Let me set the stage for you. I'm at home one evening, and (confession) I'm already in my pjs. I worked a long day, it's fine.

My roommate comes home and says, "Let's go get froyo!" "Okay. Let me change really quickly," I reply.

And for some reason, this is what I change into:

I know. I probably would have been better off staying in my pjs.

Basically, I thought "It's crazy hot outside. I want to wear something will keep me cool."

And this is the best I could come up with. The famous too-big (and apparently kind of see through??) t-shirt, knock-off Nike shorts, and the cherry on top (or bottom)-- flip-flops that I decorated at a 7-year old's birthday party. That's right.

I couldn't find my normal flip-flops (which would have only been a slight step up), so I just threw those on and ran out the door.

Into a public place.

Where people saw me.

Worst.

And while that face looks posed, it's actually not. It's me looking at my camera screen and realizing for the first time that I look like a weird lumpy box attached to two toothpicks and set on top of ribbon flip-flops.

Close up of the flip-flops:

A six-year old helped me pick the ribbons to decorate these things, so... they're pretty great. At the time I told myself I'd never wear them in public, but apparently when I'm desperate for froyo I'm willing to look like a crazy person in public. Rather unfortunate, really.

THE BEST:

Saturday my friend Marcus graduated from law school. Obviously, I needed to dress up because it was an important occasion, but also because there was a chance I could meet my future lawyer husband in that crowd. I knew I had to bring my A-game. I wanted my outfit to look professional (lawyers like that, right?) and classy, but still pretty and fun.

(I'm joking about the husband-finding, by the way.)

(Mostly.)

Outfit:

Dress: Target (Note the fun detailing on the top. It's one of my favorite parts of the dress- it's like a built-in accessory! My other favorite part is the tie at the waist (it blends in) that gives anyone an hourglass shape. In this picture, it also helps that I'm "booty tooching"- just like Tyra Banks taught me.)

Bracelet: Hand-me-down from my mom (I'm not above it.)

Shoes: Hand-me-downs from my great-grandma (They've held up well.) Since the rest of the outfit was black, I wanted a slight splash of color with the shoes. This is the "fun" part I mentioned earlier.

I mean, can you just scroll back up to that first photo for a second a see how different I look in these two pictures?? It's crazy to me how big of a difference an outfit can make. (This touches the surface of why Christy and I are doing these Weekly Wear posts. If you want a full explanation, check it out here.)

Out-of-focus close-up of the much-improved shoes (sorry):

(These things are surprisingly comfortable, by the way.)

So there you have it. My hopefully worst worst ever, and a pretty good best.

Next time I'll try to find someone else to take my pictures so I won't have to pose awkwardly in the mirror.

Oh, and just in case you're wondering- I'm not engaged to any law school graduates.

Yet...